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Jan 2016
I am so **** tired
Of having to tiptoe around you
I can't say what I want
Or you might snap
How can you think we are a happy couple?
You think I am some innocent little girl
Well, guess what,
I'm not.
I am just so freaking done. I am not talking about my boyfriend, but someone in my family. Why does my family have to have that one ****** bag??
Phoenix
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Phoenix  18/F/Modesto, California
(18/F/Modesto, California)   
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