ILY...I've learnt to find joy in pointlessly gorgeous sunsets, bike ridings, being in the nature, singing with fantastic and gifted singers...yet it's all just white noise behind the emptiness after loosing you 💜💜💜
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Author:
Gregoria (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 10th, 2025 14:32
- Category: Love
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The meaning of life transferred to another. Pain in loss. Well said
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