Sincerely, Me.
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Last published Tue, Oct 15, 2019
Hello, Its the Past, Present and Future. Ive come to haunt you. Bipolar depression has come to consume you. The people who have done you wrong wont go away from you.
It all lingers like a spell above you. Funny to say this isnt just a tale, this is my life, a real one. Someone around you.
18 year old bipolar girl struggling in this world. What else could come my way?
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