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Thursday, 24 January 2019

PRETTY LITTLE THOUGHTS


Is romance really dead? whispers confirmed my thought. But who am I to decide? when am the last of my kind. There was a time when beginnings strengthened the end but in this present time and era it only eradicates it. Emotional affection is slept on but changes and deep sorrow became the thing. I just want to drive you crazy though, is that too much to ask? Thank God am not for pretend. Love spreads like cancer but I've always been a fighter... I guess I've never truly realized how permanently damaging that is. All I ask is that you just take a bite from my apple cause its all I can offer.

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