The end of an affair...
And after all, Susan’s chest heaved, despite her attempts to suppress it. “This isn’t love,” she said. “This is no romance at all.”
She was right. It was motocross.
She was right. It was motocross.
The ends of stories. That aren't real. I mean, this is it. Dissappointing, no?
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