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An inconceivable fiction that somehow became a tangible reality. I am at a loss without you.
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 4:18 AM UTC
You:
An inconceivable fiction that somehow became a tangible reality. I am at a loss without you.
~~ This cripplingly agonising ache called affection is perfection. ~~
scarletniamh
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 4:18 AM UTC
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