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There once was a girl who hated her life. She had a bad year. She gained and lost. Hurt. Hurt. Hurt. Is all she felt. Nobody believed her when she said that she wanted to die. They all thought it was a joke and laughed. But one boy understood. See he also had a bad year. They were the same. Together they made it through tough times. And wonderful times. All I can say is that they made it! They are we. She is me. He is my reason for living.
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Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 1:00 PM UTC
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There once was a girl who hated her life. She had a bad year. She gained and lost. Hurt. Hurt. Hurt. Is all she felt. Nobody believed her when she said that she wanted to die. They all thought it was a joke and laughed. But one boy understood. See he also had a bad year. They were the same. Together they made it through tough times. And wonderful times. All I can say is that they made it! They are we. She is me. He is my reason for living.
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Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 1:00 PM UTC
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