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A lifetime in my shoes.

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Take a walk with me, not literally of course but a walk in my shoes through a lifetime filled with confusion, fear, hurt, and finally acceptance. It's not easy being different especially when you've spent nearly an entire lifetime alive being told you're wrong but we do it. Now, then and in the days to come. Maybe, hopefully, this walk will help you understand, and open your eyes to the plight many children living in the shadows must endure daily.All Rights Reserved

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where you are by Twisted_Romantik

"you promised me forever but you lied. You're not the same person I grew up with, you changed." "You're right, I have but you have too. It's like I don't recognize the person standing in front of me." I looked around and noticed my family had been waiting in case things got physical. "I think me being here is a mistake. I'm leaving and never coming back." "if you want to leave don't expect me to wait for you." "I don't expect you to wait for me, move on with your life." "I love you but it seems like I made mistake doing that." those words cut like a knife, I was heartbroken and all I could do was walk away after hearing that.

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First Love, The Sinner & The Saint

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