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π–§π—‚π—Œ π–₯π—ˆπ—‹π—€π—ˆπ—π—π–Ύπ—‡ π–΅π—ˆπ—π—Œ

The moment my lips brushed against his,every last shred of sanity I had left completely snapped ​790 days. 18,960 hours. 68,256,000 agonizing seconds of starving for the only man who owned every single breath in my lungs. 🎭

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