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+8 , shortness of breath, not good.
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Alex
+8 , shortness of breath, not good.
If you were a window I was the rain I'd pour myself out and wash off the pain.
So hard to work all day long when you've got 5 month baby at home.
His warm low voice as dark melted chocolate.
Silly to grieve about something never happened.. About hopes not came true, broken dreams, deceived expectations...
I dream about dark halls, cold white floors and grey eyes.
Sick to be sick.
Good morning beautiful world.
Looking for help, to save my dog's eyesight.