She kept on sobbing, crying, wailing loudly. Her face was tear-stained as she cried in the blond’s arms. Her words were jumbled and distorted. She didn’t even seem to notice that she was repeating so many words.
She just kept talking; it was almost like this was the first time she ever really got...
Do You Know What Hurts The Most?
Thursday, December 07, 2017
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“It hurts, it hurts,” she cried out. “Do you really know how much it hurts? I feel so alone, so unloved, unwanted, and invisible. No one sees me, no one cares about me. All I ever wanted was a friend, even just one friend who’d be there for me. I just want someone to at least care and listen even just...
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