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always crude to everyone even a discomfort to herself certain times is willing to help out but cannot even fix herself admits that everything is well to not be a disturbance certain times is willing to open up but still feel glum it doesn't feel right and normal to prefer to be disregarded mostly wishing to end everything but stays for the people she love it is ultimately true and real that she ruins what she touches mostly wishing to find a remedy but strangely fine with her state {k. l.}
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Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 10:32 PM UTC
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always crude to everyone even a discomfort to herself certain times is willing to help out but cannot even fix herself admits that everything is well to not be a disturbance certain times is willing to open up but still feel glum it doesn't feel right and normal to prefer to be disregarded mostly wishing to end everything but stays for the people she love it is ultimately true and real that she ruins what she touches mostly wishing to find a remedy but strangely fine with her state {k. l.}
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Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 10:32 PM UTC
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