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Jan 2015
I look around a room full of strangers and wonder how many of them send pills down their throat every morning just to feel normal, and how many of them are strong enough to deal with their ****** up minds on their own, and how I am not.
Cassidy Shoop
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Cassidy Shoop  The Golden State
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