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Jun 2017
Nothing like receiving harassment in the mail, got so mad and blew all my money on a dress on sale. Waste my time pondering over boys who won't text back, being controlled by those who view my existence as an empty bag of fruit snacks. All I want is to be myself, enjoy my adult life. Instead having the doors of my well being scratched up by a cleaver knife.
Chloe Zafonte
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Chloe Zafonte  22/F/United States
(22/F/United States)   
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