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Nov 2019
Please don’t be mad at me.
Please don’t hate me.
I’m trying my best you know,
it’s just that sometimes,
even the sun gets tired of holding herself up.
i'm tired of inventing a new personality for everyone i interact with. i don't even know which one represents me any more. what i do know is that it isn't the one who hides all her mental health problems to try and keep her family from falling apart.
misha
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misha  23/F/under the sea
(23/F/under the sea)   
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     ---, Juliet, B E Cults, K C Sikat, Anastasia and 5 others
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