There was once a little girl. She grew up happy and nice. Then she met somebody. Well she did not exactly fall in love as this is not yet another story but something happened. And she changed. Not that she liked the change. But it did happen. Then her happiness died. She was so lonely she wished she was dead (but she was not). She then decided that she will never let anybody change her. She will be who she is. But she did not know how to find happiness again. It was dead. So now, when will she die?
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umm....I am sorry I called you tiny? and morbidity does not quite suit you maám!
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