My life My story
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Last published Thu, Mar 7, 2019
This is my story. The world I live in. The nightmare. I felt pain that's all nothing but pain. I learned I was worthless I was hated. Why? Don't ask me I have no idea either. I wish I could turn back time fix my mistakes. But that's not possible I found someone broken just like me they suffered too but stayed silent he was my hope and I was his. I'm Galaxy star and this is my life my story.
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