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sorry

You always had a dream of the person you wanted me to become yet you never care what i thought.you never asked if it was what i want to be it was about you.i remember everything you tried to teach me and how bad it sounds now. Always be what people want you to be move in the right cricles its all about money power and rescept.you want it take it no matter what the coast is.the world is yours so go ahead and grab it and always be perfect. This was the ugly moster you where trying to turn to me into i am for not perfect.but i couldnt be that heartless or be someone who is shollow and fake.that just not me. I just want to be me no one is perfect we all make mistakes we sometime get it wrong.i cant be fake and show people that i love them or care about them i am sorry.
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May 28, 2014
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