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In one hour, how can I go from devoting my life to stucky fan-fictions and eating my weight in ice cream to fighting for my life and running until I feel like my lungs are going to deflate?
I have no idea.
When I was admitted to an orphanage, I expected many things.
Arguments, fights, back-stabbing bitches.
An apocalypse?
Not on that list.
The 15 year old girl I was yesterday is not the 15 year old girl I am today.
And I do not know who I will be tomorrow.
All I know is I'll be fighting, and I'll be running.
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cover credits to the amazing @-TotallyTrue-