Sarah Mansaray (December 24,1996)
They get under soo...
Under they hit
It hurts but what the hell!
I don't care anymore. Bitches, Manwhores whatever they are.
I could care less.
Deep Breath! Walk it out, talk it out, Scream it out or count;
Happy, funny, laugh
Love life... Be happy, its too short, to get dragged under. Respect them
know boundries, respect, person.
I feel sorry, but I don't think I should say it... Nah I won't.
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