Heidi Majarian

Heidi Majarian

Heidi Majarian
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Love is

It hurts, I hold onto your flannel hoping that it will put me together and I just feel worst because it's yours but no longer smells like you.

She's been through hell and camr out an angel. You didn't break her, darling. You don't own that kind of power. BMM Poetry

She's been through hell and camr out an angel. You didn't break her, darling. You don't own that kind of power. BMM Poetry (maybe a little broken)