Dear heartful reader,
Why do you waste your heart? On someone like me, who a heart is a little pink dot to? Caring about somebody isn't something that should be wasted. But we do it all the time. When we cry because somebody died on a t.v show. Or a celeb gets married. Or a book character gets hurt. Why do we care? None of them are real. The t.v show is an actor, the celeb is a famous person, and the book is a drawing. So why do we care? They mean nothing to us. They are just our imagination being taken from us. But we care. We cannot explain it. We just...care.
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After the sad but inevitable death of Everhines123, the redheaded bao wearer, one of the many things discovered was her diary. This is it.
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hell, that's truee!!
:OOOOO
santi?