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Why Don't We
My name is Ashley Reyes, I'm 17 and I'm a runaway. When I was 16 years old I ran away from my house swearing I would never be back, and I wasn't. I left my house with a couple clothes, my phone, headphones, a charger, my stuffed animal, cash, a debit card, and a backpack. Sometimes I enjoy it because I'm always on the move and get to see different places. Other time my life isn't always the easiest, sometimes I wish I hadn't have left, then I snap back into reality and remember I would rather be anywhere than there. I usually find cheap fast food for dinner and a cheap hotel if I can. I never know where I'm going to be next, I take a small bus or train and end up there. I happened to be in L.A. for the day, I ended up meeting 5 people who changed my life. Their names were Jonah, Jack, Daniel, Corbyn, and Zach, my life was changed completely after meeting them.
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"It's so fucking twisted, you know. This whole 'love' thing. Like really? You fall in love and you literally fall. You crash to the ground and I swear to god all your bones break. You're fucking shattered but you don't notice because you've got this beautiful boy whispering in your ear and kissing your neck and nothing else matters. But then he leaves and suddenly you feel it. You feel everything. And you're hysterically crying in your car at 4 in the morning in some empty parking lot because it's the only place that doesn't taste likes him and you're trying to hold your bones together but his old t-shirt don't work as a cast, wrapping them around your chest won't fix the craters in your ribs. Nothing stops the aching."

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