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My mom doesn't talk to me nomore We just awkwardly watch tv with an elephant answering all the questions to jeopardy. but You can tell by the negative parabola smile and arms fold like it has a vitamin D deficiency that she wants to say to me badly "Are you okay?"
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
Small thoughts- Depression pt. 1
My mom doesn't talk to me nomore We just awkwardly watch tv with an elephant answering all the questions to jeopardy. but You can tell by the negative parabola smile and arms fold like it has a vitamin D deficiency that she wants to say to me badly "Are you okay?"
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
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