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Game "The Buddhist Practitioner 2026" (Fake)
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Game "The Buddhist Practitioner 2026" (Fake)
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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i understand that you don’t feel the way i feel but please, let me be in love just a little bit longer (you don’t need to speak to me ever again)
I don't write about you anymore. I don't know how to.
it’s weird, isn’t it?
we were so close; a penny would’ve hardly fit between us
and there wasn’t a single day i felt unsafe with you
now when i try to remember your face
all i can think of is the night when i knew i had lost you
and i was so angry at the world for playing me like that
for making me believe in a love like that
now that i’m not angry anymore my brain begs for an answer
how did we went from everything to nothing?
nobody is ever sorry for the things they do to me. and i'm screaming and screaming but nobody ever listens.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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i have the tendency
to take things too personal
and to ruin myself carelessly
because it's not art if it's not a tragedy
right?
but it's not poetic to destroy yourself
for nothing but some sad poems
and bloodshot eyes
i'll have to work on that
i want to love you
but i guess nobody ever thaught me
how to love
without destruction
i want to love you
but i don't know how
the only love i know
makes you want to die
worse than a breakup: worse than a breakup is when you can feel how somone slowly loses interest in you it's being left on read when you were texting for a week straight and it's tearing on your shirt while you can feel with every word of yours you're pushing him farer away it's reaching out for someone who's walking away and you can do nothing about it but watch him leave