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April Stone By aprilstone90 Updated Aug 12


  Leaving was killing my soul as sure as a dagger can stop a beating heart. 

  There is such sadness in leaving a place of strong love, a place where fond memories grew as fast as the clover in the grass.

   Even after 7 years, I knew l would savour each memory so strongly that it will almost live once more. I knew that the strands of love would keep us together even when we were far apart. I only had to reach out with my mind and there he was, waiting to shower me with the love he always did. But after such a long time, it was my time to depart, to do what I was born to do, to make the changes and the sacrifices that were necessary. Necessary for me to survive without him. Necessary for me to forget him.

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I would've hated Tyler too at this point...I mean he never was honest with her 
                              He could barge in any moment and punch Trevor but when Lora kissed him twice and when Alex showed jealousy he would always leave her in the middle of the argument and then bring his sorry apologetic butt to her
llAlphinaBlxxdzll llAlphinaBlxxdzll Mar 29, 2017
No, no, no, NO!  Ur not in love w/ the Salvatore wannabe.. 
                              .. C'mon Tylieboo, resurrect urself back into her world, PLEEEESE😢
renae876 renae876 Jun 22
why do I keep rolling my eyes whenever she speaks of tha damion guy !uggggh!!!
llAlphinaBlxxdzll llAlphinaBlxxdzll Mar 29, 2017
This little puttana😑 ... U better take your ass back home to Tyty bc this is breaking my fragile heart
mintease mintease May 27, 2017
Ffs build a bridge and get over it, it's been 7 years. If she forgot how he sounded for four months, she'll forget him for 7 years.
                              I would know.
I want her to be strong this time! 
                              I want her to be the cold, badass betch she claims to be 
                              He'll know how bad he f'ed up