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Sep 2015
I know I’m evil, I’m mean, I’m rude and that makes me a bad person. I know I make mistakes, sometimes I’m being sarcastic, I often cuss. My mouth is uncontrollable. I just realize how bad I am. I can’t be a perfect person, a perfect girl, a perfect child and a perfect friend to the people around me.
Vanessa Escopin
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Vanessa Escopin  F/BCD, PH
(F/BCD, PH)   
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