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Nov 2013
People could send words like knives my way and I would still find a way to laugh. You can't break me down, I'm so far off the ground. I have heard every word and insult in the book, but I still don't give a ****. No reason to be hurt by some *******'s words which are probably lies. I might be ugly or whatever people say, but still prettier than your ****** personalities and words of hate. Too happy to care about haters today, don't bother with me, I won't cry or tear up for a ******* ****.
venting...again.

© Natali Veronica 2013.
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