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Sep 2015
My depression plays a game of red light green light.
I'm ok until I'm not.
this is a begining to something, idk what yet, but something, i needed to get some stuff out. probably gonna post more tonight. comment where I could go with this
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emma jane  19/F/new england
(19/F/new england)   
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