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3 Peas in a Pod

by @LactoseIntollerantScorpio

One was a boy with brown hair and crystal clear green eyes. I thought he loved me. All he did was hurt me. He defiled me, belittled me, tore my confidence to shreds. He wore a façade and played everyone he ever knew. He was cruel. One was sweet and kind and wonderful. Blond hair, a straight nose, and a pair of ocean eyes. He treated me like a princess. Like I was a priceless gem. But I guess he couldn't handle the distance, or maybe he was just an idiot. But soon he started lying, and our relationship started dying. He lied and lied and lied until my love for him finally died. He was a coward. But this last one... my, my, my this last one....
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24 / F
For You?
Written by
LactoseIntollerantScorpio
24 / F
Published
Jul 18, 2019
Time
2m
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To be continued.

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