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the story of my life

EmoKitten654321

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Reads 249
Votes 12
Parts 11
Time 7m

EmoKitten654321

bipolarawarness bullied depression friends loners new-school suicideawareness

Growing up is tough but its even harder when society labels you and tries to keep you in a box with that label.........depression with bipolar tendency's was my label bit I've grown past that who needs societys labels!!!!!!! That is what this book is about!!!!All Rights Reserved

bipolarawarness bullied depression friends loners new-school suicideawareness

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I Am Always Here For You

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