bipolor and anexity 5sos (cutting story )
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Ongoing, First published Aug 25, 2014
she had abused parents she looks in the mirror everyday thinking if she even deserves to live if she's skinny , I guess she is different she hasn't got a thigh gap and she's a bit over average in weight and she isn't the prettiest girl ever , she thinks she's worthless fat ugly she gets bullied for apparently being a slut or a dumbass she gets kicked and punched everyday by her bullies her dad abuses her but theres one thing ............ 5sos her love her escape
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