Diary of the lost heart
|| Babaeng nagmamahal at nasasaktan. ||
Saturday, May 24, 2014
I didn't know why i was going to cry, but i knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and i’d cry for a week.
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