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Feb 2017
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We fell in love. Nothing special. It would make more sense, though, if Love were the name of an active volcano. Having been destroyed by love was harsh. As well as listening to the sound of certain death in his heart's song, followed by incineration slowly creeping. We fell anyway though.
I, harder than he.
j.***
Jasmin A
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Jasmin A  21/Houston, TX
(21/Houston, TX)   
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