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Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes just be an illusion..
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Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes just be an illusion..
This kind of life wasnt meant for the good girl. Try as might, In the end its a cruel world.
"What is depression like?" He whispered. "Its like drowning. Except you can see everyone around you breathing.".
She was getting better. But then she remembered what she was trying to get away from, She remembered the things that tear her apart. Now shes back at the start..
Who was I. What was my goal in life. What where my dreams. I forgot it. I let it go and i lost it. I lost me..
I cant help it. I love the broken ones. The ones who need. the most patching up. The ones who. Never been loved. And maybe i see a part of me in them. The missing piece. Always trying to fit in.
You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars..