it’s not my job to convince you of my worth.
Jun 6, 2016
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There are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.
Jun 6, 2016
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Suddenly, it became winter—every flower in my heart has withered, vanishing with the ghosts of lush spring and lush love.
Jun 3, 2016
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we laughed
we cried
we loved.
we experienced… and I guess that was all that ever was between us, an unforgettable experience.
Jun 3, 2016
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