Too Little
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, May 13, 2017
a kid is a kid. nobody ever has the nerve to ask. they might ask, then not care once we say.. "i'm okay." when truly we are not. as a human in the world, society has got to our heads. we try to stay alive. but how? can we survive?
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