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Dec 2022
With the amount of regret
The amount of guilt
The amount of impulse
All the lies, truth, cries, screams, fails, success, depression, anger, silence, violence, hell even LOVE!
Took a lot of battles and I'd given innocence trauma scars.... just to learn how to be more gentle. I've learned to appreciate more, but my walls will be twice as strong. I'm pretty good and understanding the misunderstood. But it's a shame that I misunderstood the ones who've **** near killed my kindness.
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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