ถถา๕ษ็ว๘ - by s_u_c_k_e_r ?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss ถถา๕ษ็ว๘ - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories ถถา๕ษ็ว๘ - by s_u_c_k_e_r https://static.wattpad.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1751653819 ?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss left behind/1393014704-left-behind-let-me-love-myself-a-little-more?utm_source=rss<b>s_u_c_k_e_r / 1 page</b><br/>this is about being left behind, about wanting a moment to last a little more, and forever. dedicated to people who make you live in the moment, and love youself.this is about being left behind, about wanting a moment to last a little more, and forever. dedicated to people who make you live in the moment, and love youself.

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๐™›๐™–๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง, ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™—๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ?/1392688582-%F0%9D%96%BF%F0%9D%96%BA%F0%9D%97%8D%F0%9D%97%81%F0%9D%96%BE%F0%9D%97%8B-%F0%9D%97%90%F0%9D%96%BA%F0%9D%97%8C%F0%9D%97%87%27%F0%9D%97%8D-%F0%9D%97%82%F0%9D%97%8D-%F0%9D%97%88%F0%9D%96%BB%F0%9D%97%8F%F0%9D%97%82%F0%9D%97%88%F0%9D%97%8E%F0%9D%97%8C?utm_source=rss<b>s_u_c_k_e_r / 1 page</b><br/>แด‡แดแดแด›ษชแดษดแด€สŸ แด€ส™แด€ษดแด…แดษดแดแด‡ษดแด›แด‡แดแดแด›ษชแดษดแด€สŸ แด€ส™แด€ษดแด…แดษดแดแด‡ษดแด›

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๐™›๐™–๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง, ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™—๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ?
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my insanity belongs to you/1392570507-my-insanity-belongs-to-you-my-insanity-belongs-to?utm_source=rss<b>s_u_c_k_e_r / 1 page</b><br/>DEDICATED TO ALL THE OLD LOVERS. this poem is about love, gratitude, sacrifice, insanity, and everything in between.DEDICATED TO ALL THE OLD LOVERS. this poem is about love, gratitude, sacrifice, insanity, and everything in between.

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maybe /1392042034-m-a-y-b-e?utm_source=rss<b>s_u_c_k_e_r / 1 page</b><br/>this poem is about losing someone but still being hopeful to never really lose them from our memories. this poem is about being okay with not being okay.this poem is about losing someone but still being hopeful to never really lose them from our memories. this poem is about being okay with not being okay.

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