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Dec 2017
Goosebumps poke up on my skinny pale arms when I think of you. Sadness engulfs my anxious heart. I used to smile when I heard your name, now it’s a knife in my ******* back.
Stewie
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Stewie  32/F/Tampa, FL
(32/F/Tampa, FL)   
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