Sháy The Obscure Bookworm

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For so long, I’d hated humans. Despised men. Cursed life in general to such a point I craved death. But now, I was obsessed with living. Of living to the maximum of my capacity. Of giving my heart wholeheartedly. Of falling in love chaotically. Of soaking up every wonderful moment of togetherness that I could. That was my flaw.
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