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Jul 2016
Now I'm starting to feel a little manic depressive one day I'm happy the next I'm so aggressive who can I be in a world that hates me

Who takes my culture and separated it into two parts the good for money and the bad becomes funny

I was born a monster but you can pay to become a monster too as long as you're eyes are blue
Lydia Cooper
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Lydia Cooper  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   Bianca Reyes
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