Sun, 10/28/2018 - 19:17 -- CBernal

Oh with this hate you give I just can't live. Struggling to change to metamorphisize like the northern lights I feel like them bill of rights. Continously trying to be the person who can please you but thats not what I want and Im so lost this is so difficult to misconstrue. Lord! Please tell me this is something I will get through.

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My community
My country
Our world
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