unforgiving remembrance

unforgiving remembrance

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Nov 26, 2012
This is a story based on a life of a girl trying to just make it through―she hits rock bottom so many times that every time she falls, she begins to wonder why the hell she should get up again. Friends come and go into her life while others stay with and watch her crumble. Her family gets ripped apart. She starts making some choices that come back to bite her in the ass. Physically she's dead But her soul lives through music. She locks herself from everyone and shuts herslef out from the world as she desperatly wishes for the world to change for those like her. The only problem is she doesn't know how and, every idea she gets and provides just gets shot down. she's bullied and told that she shouldn't exist. So how much more can anyone do......?
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