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All these sleepless nights spent crying and sobbing come to naught, because these salty streaks that line my cheeks evaporate, but the melancholy behind them, unfortunately, does not
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Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
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All these sleepless nights spent crying and sobbing come to naught, because these salty streaks that line my cheeks evaporate, but the melancholy behind them, unfortunately, does not
14th August 2014
prettyplague
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Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
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