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I didn’t hate How the sun shined for us. I enjoyed the water’s reflection Even though I loathed the ocean. I smiled brighter..

Were we really that different after all?

I wish I had told you sooner.

Your home will be found one day.

It's scary, I know.

I'm not so sure myself.

I don't want to see him pay that price.

I'm sorry I broke the seal. I'm sorry I kept the letter.

Going out with you wasOutstanding while it lasted. Oceans opened up before us and Deserts drowned because of it. But the fun is over now..

“What does it mean to be alone?” She asks, hands shaking in her lap. She sits on her knees in a field of daisies, white petals matching h..