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i have my mothers kindness and my dads eyesight. i have an intense fear of being alone and i can’t ride a bike. i love too little or too much and i don’t eat right. i have a bad singing voice but i sing anyway, and i used to love walking but now it seems like a chore. i couldn’t keep you and i couldn’t keep him. somehow that hurts worse than a lot of things.
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Aug 6, 2021
Aug 6, 2021 at 8:32 AM UTC
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i have my mothers kindness and my dads eyesight. i have an intense fear of being alone and i can’t ride a bike. i love too little or too much and i don’t eat right. i have a bad singing voice but i sing anyway, and i used to love walking but now it seems like a chore. i couldn’t keep you and i couldn’t keep him. somehow that hurts worse than a lot of things.
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20/F/England
Aug 6, 2021
Aug 6, 2021 at 8:32 AM UTC
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