My Heroic Bad Boy
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Last published Sun, Jun 8, 2014
I'm Tara I'm 18 and I'm a senior at Sequoyah High School. I've never been in the "it" crowd, but I have my own group of friends but I still feel alone. My friends say I'm one of the best people I know but in my mind I don't think I'm any good.
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