The Diary Of The Big Princess
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I know what you are thinking, there are no Big Princesses.
Well let me tell you, I'm big and I'm proud.
Let's get through the whole deal first.
I was born in a small town called Coudersport, but I lived in Port my whole life. My Mom was working 24/7 barely had time for us kids because she had to fix what my Dad did. He was always drinking and making things difficult for us, especially my Mom.
He abused her, spent her money she saved for us to do drugs. When I was 16 he left us and it broke my heart, but I was a daddy's girl. Now I'm my mommas girl.
And how I became a Princess is the strangest part of my life.
Time for my story.
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