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Aug 2019
I can’t come to your wedding. Because you will stand there looking so perfect⁠—I mean perfect. There will not be a single flaw on your face. You will stand in front of the aisle with such excitement and happiness you’re waiting for her to walk down the aisle. And you will marry someone who loves you. But if I went, I would sit there, loving you too.
3 weeks later, it still ached
ren
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ren  25/F/Borneo
(25/F/Borneo)   
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     Fawn, zahra ly and Juliet Candray
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