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What It's Like Looking into the Eyes of Someone who Doesn't love You Back
for you to literally sit in front of a motherfucker and to have blood on you and to be shaking so bad and tears streaming down your face and snot coming out of your nose and spit running out of your mouth with bruises still on your legs and arms from your last encounter and the person you are sitting in front of still not give a damn and still somehow make an excuse for leaving you as though it's ...
Sunday 11th March 2018 1:51 am
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