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May 2013
Keep grasping that little
piece of grass called hope.
Keep staring into your heart
and repeat why you're worth it.
**** all of the ghosts and demons
haunting your mind with
the little things
that matter.

It gets better.
stephanie
Written by
stephanie  23/F/Maryland
(23/F/Maryland)   
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