abusedbydad
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No.
I really don’t want to talk about it,
Stop.
Why are you insisting, why aren’t you listening to
"Let it go, forget it, it's over."
That's all I ever hear, little do they know it's deeper than it appears.
We moved away six years ago, March 1st 2011, was the best day of the year.
