Past Selves
From the Blog awaisaftab"My eyes welled up. There was some sadness — the memory of a fall that had been so hard. And an aching sympathy for a woman who was so heartbroken that she fantasized about throwing her body off a bridge. Who was that woman? I had come so far that I felt like I no longer knew her." Elaisha Stokes, writing for *Modern Love* pakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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