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This love is a little cold.
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Categories: words and feelings
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At 16, my real father sold me; at 17, I was almost molested by a blind fortune teller; at 18, I fell into prostitution ...... I'm so lowly, I'm worse than a dog. I don't daydream and I don't look forward to the future. For me, living was no different from dying. Until I met him that night - the man who swore I'd crack his head open and throw him in the washing machine. ......