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*stop whining about that mascara that smeared on your pretty little face stop exaggerating that one small bruise on your knee you got two weeks ago because some people have a bruise on their empty little scarred hearts they can't fix there is no bandage for the hurt, the pain, and the suffering*
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 11:11 PM UTC
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*stop whining about that mascara that smeared on your pretty little face stop exaggerating that one small bruise on your knee you got two weeks ago because some people have a bruise on their empty little scarred hearts they can't fix there is no bandage for the hurt, the pain, and the suffering*
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 11:11 PM UTC
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