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One At Morning, One At Night

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Reads 120
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Parts 9
Time 33m

dan depression jade skie tyler

"WAIT!" I said as i hold on to my brothers sleeve.
"I-im diagnosed-" tears streaming down my face. "-diagnosed b-by depression..."
His eyes widened as if he couldnt believe what he just heard. "W-what?" He asked confused.
I got my bag and showed the pills...
The pills that helps me smile...


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