This page here feels like barren land, of unfruitful labor of love, of heartbreaks and heart aches. It's a long wait, and an eternal struggle to find happiness.
Some days are just hard to go through and I try to calm the air by whispering sweet nothings to the heart that doesn't want to listen.
Some days are just hard to go through and I try to calm the air by whispering sweet nothings to the heart that doesn't want to listen.
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