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Do not be gentle with my mind. I know that to move on I must deal with my past. My childhood. The disorders. The **** The trauma. I know that to truly love I have to move on. Maybe I am not ready to love yet.
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Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 12:08 PM UTC
My mind
Do not be gentle with my mind. I know that to move on I must deal with my past. My childhood. The disorders. The **** The trauma. I know that to truly love I have to move on. Maybe I am not ready to love yet.
Emma_Harlow
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22/F/San Junipero
Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 12:08 PM UTC
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