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May 2016
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Honestly, I am so sick of asking.
So tired of beginning.

Just for once, it'd be nice if things came to me instead of me having to run after them.

These people whom I only talk to if I try real hard.
Those friends that only want me if I do things for them.
Those grades that drop no matter my effort.
Sannie
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Sannie  The Netherlands
(The Netherlands)   
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