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Jun 2023
I began to feel like I'm barely enough. Let alone dealing with myself has been a little tough. I had noticed that the broken ones break down your walls after a repair. No worries, that made me realize my gaurds were weak. I refuse to lose sleep. I'm just trying to be happy. Even if it's "simply not meant to be"
I've ran long enough on thin ice. But only thing that cracked was my heart. Time to swim before I fall a part.
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
(28/M/Minnesota)   
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   --- and Melancholy of Innocence
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