idk... im sure i am
but every time you look around im thinking of my past.. all the hurt.. all the beatings i got...
So mant people i trusted and they hurt me.. My mom and dad who wasnt there to here my cries...All the times i cried and no one heard me.. so many times i ran away or slept outside or had sex with men over my age.. all the hurt my heart felt.. lol its hard to let it go.. just want to go and kill every one... its not worth it.. is it? ?
No im older... move on...
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