Sometimes it’s easier not to explain. Days have been strings of “What’s it like without her?” or “Do you ever miss her?” or ”Why are you so stoic?” Questions I never warrant answers to, because well, what can I say? I mean, what the hell could I say to What’s it like without her?
Blogspot: Dead End
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erikajjang said:
i love you cars, stay strong!
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theelementofj said:
>:)<
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