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Apr 2015
Staying awake at odd hours is starting to be a continuous thing.
Thinking ,thinking,thinking.
That's all I've ever been able to do and to some people its what I do best.
But the thoughts that I think of would break you down in a heart beat and send chills down your spin.

I didn't always used to be this way,
Ironically
I was just a simple minded child who knew what they wanted in their future. As time flew by, so did my dreams and sooner or later I had nothing to look forward too.
No friends to trust.
No family to talk to.
Nothing.
And its sad how something can go to nothing in the blink of an eye.
Leo-chan
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Leo-chan  texas
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   Pure LOVE, --- and mark cleavenger
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