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"i'd rather die," i say, with your fist pressed to my cheek "i need you here," you say, as you cry... my face is bleak.
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
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"i'd rather die," i say, with your fist pressed to my cheek "i need you here," you say, as you cry... my face is bleak.
delicate-moon
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
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