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Jan 2014
melting
my life is slowing slipping out of my grip and is dripping from my hands, splattering like when a paint ball hits the target with each horrifying drop
and I can't
do anything
about
it
NikiLee
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NikiLee  23/F/Tampa
(23/F/Tampa)   
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