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I'd never heard a gunshot until I had. I had never been an orphan till I lost my dad. I am a broken lot. I find sadness when I'm alone. I am annoying. My mouth skips records-- I interrupt you when I talk. I talk a lot.
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May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
Never Before Now
I'd never heard a gunshot until I had. I had never been an orphan till I lost my dad. I am a broken lot. I find sadness when I'm alone. I am annoying. My mouth skips records-- I interrupt you when I talk. I talk a lot.
A friend called me annoying, obnoxious, loud, and overly dramatic. One of my best friends, how could he expect me to be anything less than me?
PhoenixBekkedal
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17/F/California
May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
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