I felt breathless, with that punch to the gut. Didn't I spend long hours perfecting that love letter? She laughed at my letter. A cherished thought rendered meaningless, exiled without hope of return or utterance. That love the shrinking #silhouette of a scared stalker.
#vss365
from
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/12/exposure.html
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