Escape
Torn. Ripped.Used. Have I lost the last bit of my dignity? Till now I still can't comprehend the reasons for my actions. I am just like the coffee sachet which has been reused for umpteen times, thus losing its aromatic flavour.
I need a place for retreat. Somewhere I can escape to.
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chill babes
:)
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