Dear Me, I am writing to you because I can no longer face you, to tell you that I am sad. It is just heartbreaking
I can’t stand looking at her stand over his bed anymore. It’s so sad to watch somebody’s life fade before their face. It feels so
I speak my heart out.
You are not the " U" in ubiquitous, but the "U" in Unique
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