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These Days Her Entire Life Was About Making People Believe She Was Someone She Wasn't Anymore.

There Was Not Much Distinction Between Losing A Friend And A Lover: It Was All About Intimacy. One Moment, You Had Someone To Share Your Biggest Triumph, And Fatal Flaws With; The Next Minute, You Had To Keep Them Bottled Inside.

How Could You Go About Choosing Something That Would Hold The Half Of Your Heart You Had To Bury?

Close A Door, And You'd Still Feel A Breeze Through The Window.

I Found Plain Truth Very Interesting.