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It's so strange, How I get so happy with hundreds of people that I don't know seeing the core of my thoughts It's so very strange, because I'm so very shy and if it was to be in the flesh or on a stage I'd be shaking and trying to not let it show but I don't see what's wrong when about a thousand people see my thoughts
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whoareyou
21 / F / American
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May 28, 2014
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