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I pressed my lips against yours as I did so many times before. But it felt different. I realized that we are over when you slaped me and left me with aching face alone.
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC
The Last Kiss
I pressed my lips against yours as I did so many times before. But it felt different. I realized that we are over when you slaped me and left me with aching face alone.
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC
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