The only thing worse than not knowing where she belonged...was knowing where she didn't. — Tessa Shaffer, Heaven Has No Regrets
The only thing worse than not knowing where she belonged...was knowing where she didn't. — Tessa Shaffer, Heaven Has No Regrets
The only thing worse than not knowing where she belonged...was knowing where she didn't. — Tessa Shaffer, Heaven Has No Regrets
The only thing worse than not knowing where she belonged...was knowing where she didn't. — Tessa Shaffer, Heaven Has No Regrets
The only thing worse than not knowing where she belonged...was knowing where she didn't. — Tessa Shaffer, Heaven Has No Regrets
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The only thing worse than not knowing where she belonged...was knowing where she didn't.

— Tessa Shaffer, Heaven Has No Regrets
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