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i ran away from home when i was fifteen for two weeks, packing blue knee-highs and makeup i would never use, and fell into the mantra of not knowing where i was going but the apathy wrestling inside of me said it never mattered so long as i was free
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 1:50 PM UTC
freedom (runaway)
i ran away from home when i was fifteen for two weeks, packing blue knee-highs and makeup i would never use, and fell into the mantra of not knowing where i was going but the apathy wrestling inside of me said it never mattered so long as i was free
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 1:50 PM UTC
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