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Aug 2019
Standing on the edge of the bridge.
Breathe, just for the last time.
And jump for the last time.
I'm so not okay. I can't stop crying, lol
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Butterfly  Genderqueer
(Genderqueer)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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