You are my everything.
He was her sun and her moon. His handkerchief when he cried and the blanket that chased away his nightmares. Mary watched slowly as he became the center of her life. [ setomary / one-shot / happy valentines day!!]
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"Sou aquela que palavras não querem descrever. E imagens não conseguem capturar." Miya. 25+. Eu choro muito e sou mãe de milhares de perso...
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