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Dec 2015
"poor little rich girl,
with her pretty face,
her well-off parents,
her mental illness,
and all the *****, drugs and hair dye she wants.

you'll
be
fine"

the lump in my throat grew,
pulsating,
larger,
and larger,
i feared i would choke to death
on the internalisation
of my own emotions.
e vera
Written by
e vera  heaven
(heaven)   
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     Lior Gavra, ---, nivek and Sumina Thapaliya
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