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May 2018
People don’t understand the impact they have on other people’s lives. They act as if they are the only ones with that are allowed to be upset. Sometimes I  wish I could go back into time
Call me what you want but I will not cry in front of you, but behind closed doors I will scream, and yell and weep my sorrows away.
hannah
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hannah  16/F/Florida
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