Dear Dahlia
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Huling na-publish Wed, Oct 1, 2014
My name's Dahlia. Dahila Ross. I've lived 15 years of hate, anxiety and depression, and frankly, I've had enough.
I'm running away. I'm leaving my so called 'family' behind and never coming back. Never.
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