I was told love was pure. Love was kisses on the cheek, hugs from behind when you didn’t expect them. Love was not locking the door, just… Read more “Too Often It Was Pain”
I was told love was pure. Love was kisses on the cheek, hugs from behind when you didn’t expect them. Love was not locking the door, just… Read more “Too Often It Was Pain”
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