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Apr 2017
Sometimes I think, I tend to think it's not worth it
All the dresses, all the pain, all the tears, all the strife, all the illusions,
delusions that will die.
The worst part of it is it's alive and dead at the same time.
You forgot you cannot make it in the city of lights?
Thought about dating.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
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