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Feb 2014
Everybody has a story no matter how good or bad they are.
Nothing is black and white. there's always a grey part that nobody will fully understand.
That murderer was once someone's baby who cried for love.
That ******* used to cry in her room thinking she was ugly.
That pregnant girl you're picking on only ever wanted love.
That girl slitting her wrists wants to feel happiness again.
But all we can feel now is society judging us.
If you don't conform to society you're bad.
Don't do this.
Don't do that.
You're wrong, bad, evil.

Everyone wants love,
equality,
attention,
**Freedom to be who we are without harming other people.
Delilah Summers
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Delilah Summers  Forest City
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