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Sep 2022
She began to cry to herself as she speaks with confidence. Her laugh screamed in pain. If it wasn't for who she had left, things would of gotten real bad. Sorry love someday I wish to give you more than what you have. "All I've got" she said
I wished I'd a saved her before she felt dead. She got worse by being left on Read.  He kills her, all he had to do was abuse the **** out of the heart she was willing to give up. It wasn't love. It wasn't okay, but it was her security blanket every night and day. Look at the ******* pain she's in today.
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Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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