Itane Vero

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StoryIt makes me wonder Itane Vero011 years 11 months ago
StoryTo start today Itane Vero011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe history of wine Itane Vero011 years 11 months ago
StoryExamples of a new life Itane Vero111 years 11 months ago
StorySalvation Itane Vero211 years 11 months ago
StoryReligion for beginners Itane Vero011 years 11 months ago
StoryOr call it peace Itane Vero011 years 11 months ago
StoryAlchemy Itane Vero211 years 11 months ago
StoryWhy have you forsaken me Itane Vero011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe old song will not declare itself Itane Vero011 years 11 months ago
StoryEighteen Sheets to the Wind ralph011 years 11 months ago
StoryiFun iDrew011 years 11 months ago
StoryOn Sizzling Days Jane Hyphen011 years 11 months ago
StorySomething about the heat of the sun Itane Vero011 years 11 months ago
StoryEarth's the right place for love Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryGarbage blues Itane Vero212 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe poor in spirit Itane Vero412 years 3 weeks ago
StoryWhat we do Itane Vero212 years 1 month ago
StoryLike old friends do Itane Vero212 years 1 month ago
StoryIs this desire Itane Vero412 years 1 month ago

My stories

Cherry

The day echoes like laughter

And one day it finally happens. Although I had postponed the plan for so long and so many times. Every morning when I got up and had in mind to...
Gold cherry

Just like starting over

I recognized him by his eyes. Those deep, penetrating eyes. He never looked at you. He observed you, analyzed you. As if you were an object of study...

What about the yellow flowers?

She squeezes my hands like my fingers are thin lemons. I'll let her. I do not dare to look at her. But I know she's biting her lips; I realize there...
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That I remain brave

“Don't you see it? Can’t you see that they are waiting for us! As soon as I step outside the door, they will grab me! Don't you realize it? Are you...
Cherry

Wasn't that a party

It is inevitable. She knows for sure that there will be a day when she cannot say no. But how does that work? She is burying her head in the sand...

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