I've been having a really fucked up night. I feel like my head is in another place and I'm not even here. Yes, I am not crazy, but I feel messed up. It's not bad or anything and I'm not sad. I have to go and do homework. I'll talk to you later. Bye...
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The Diary Of The Weak: My Journal
Non-FictionHer name was Zoie. A simple girl brought down to her knees, begging for mercy. Begging to be let go and be set free to live her life without shame and disgrace. Never did she know, that it would last a life time and never end. This is the story of a...
