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Sep 2
smiling through the pain is the worst variation of insane but no one would understand if i told them my brain is fading, breaking, existentially ever-craving so instead i keep it all inside my mind, buzzkill benign.
AND, ill live life living as though we weren’t all born to die.
TangerineBlu3
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TangerineBlu3  16/F/Australia
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   Ben Noah Suresh
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