I hate the way the world feels when love is gone — Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love
I hate the way the world feels when love is gone — Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love
I hate the way the world feels when love is gone — Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love
I hate the way the world feels when love is gone — Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love
I hate the way the world feels when love is gone — Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love
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I hate the way the world feels when love is gone

— Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love
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