Perhaps they really never cared about its fragility, as it was never theirs to keep.
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favorite ice cream
Read more: favorite ice creamI feel like an 8-year-old little girl,finally given a taste of her favorite ice cream—Only for it to be taken away from her after a single bite. Mom told me it wasn’t good for me.But how could it be wrong,When I patiently waited in a long queue,watched it from afar for what felt like forever.…
Writings of Red 