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Jan 2018
I AM SHRINKING IN MY HOUSE
AND MY STOMACH ACHES
I WANT SOMEONE TO SPOON FEED ME
BECAUSE I CANT WALK ON THESE LEGS ANYMORE
GOD IM SICK
GOD IM UNHEALTHY
GOD IM NOT PERFECT
GOD I NEED HELP
GOD ISN'T LISTENING TO THE SICK GIRL
morgan
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morgan  Neither/burlington
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