Fight aginst me, by karolann shelton Subscribe to rss feed for karolann shelton

I see him in my dreams. He looks so real. I saw him again
one day, and got scared. When he smiled I broke into tears
of joy and disbelief. I didn't wanna remember the past we
shared. It was just first love. How could it end so wrong.
He used to tell me stories of fairy tales and happy endings.
Posted: 2013-01-29 16:30:22 UTC

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