The Struggle Is Real
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Ongoing1h 8m
Last published Thu, Sep 25, 2014
§ fire destroyed my life. my family is *supposedly* in a "better place." left alone, an orphan, i cried. §
"It gets better. I promise."
"Does it really?"
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