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Jan 2013
It's silly how my emotions came to haunt my future.  they made me feel no sympathy. no feeling in the universe for no soul. these tempermants boiled during my childhood. I always had my way. I would love to yell,scream, and fight but this time I won't get What I want.
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ritz
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