I was beautiful once. He loved me once. But our love slowly died, fading like old wallpaper, curling and peeling away from the wall, begging to be ripped and shredded, to be wiped clean.
“Pull-you-close-and-throw-you-off-a-cliff good.” ~ J.M. Miller
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