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she pulled herself into her empty tub. her naked body laid there as she turned on the pipe and watched how her feet slowly began to get a bit blurry as the water covered it. she cupped her hands together under the pipe collecting the water and splashed it onto her face, trying to wash away the makeup she still had on. she felt the extra water droplets run down her hair strands, onto her back and the down to the now halfway filled tub. now, with her eyeliner running down her face, thoughts corrupted through her and her held back tears started to shed. her heart wrenched as wails kept spewing out, only to stop for a split second when she needed air to breathe, but that didn't stop the uneven breathing to bare the blood-shot eyes.
heartbreak.
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Short Story❝ a relationship without trust is like having a phone with no service. and what do you do with a phone with no service? you play games. ❞ witness as this lovely teen grows up through her teenage years full of different relationships. ...
