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I'd like to be happy, yet here I am. I wish so much shooting stars get tired of me. Maybe that's  why none ever come true. I'd like to live life on two feet, yet here I am, crawling. Sometimes I wish I were dead, yet here I am. Yet here I am
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Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
Yet here I am
I'd like to be happy, yet here I am. I wish so much shooting stars get tired of me. Maybe that's  why none ever come true. I'd like to live life on two feet, yet here I am, crawling. Sometimes I wish I were dead, yet here I am. Yet here I am
Nisselen
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21/Trans Female/Spain
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
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