Les jours tristes
过着孤独的生活 je n’ai rien à dire
It’s funny how you were the one who wanted me first and after making me want you too, you left without any notice.
Leaving me wanting someone, who will never want me again.Healing my Heart // Bela H.
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“I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have.”— Holly Black
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