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Jul 2016
Sometimes you just wake up and don't wanna do anything. All your goals suddenly turn to dust and seem like miserable excuses to live. You just want to lie there and waste away. In your head you're screaming and screaming even though on the outside you're laughing too much, too hyper too friendly. No one see's through the facade, no one can see the pain you're in and you cannot let them know... Because you don't know how to explain. That you didn't think too much, they didn't do anything wrong, no one did anything awful to you..  But you're just hurting...
Léia Cheshire Estérel
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Léia Cheshire Estérel  24/Two-Spirit/Lalaland
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