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Notes to self

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Parts 79
Time 1h 1m

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1amthoughts beautiful beginning crush goodgirl goodluck growingup growth happyending hate journey life lost love poetry randomthoughts soulmates teenlife youngadult

Essays of traumas which will either help me grow or continue to be my downfall guess I'll never know(I keep the typos in cause I'm not perfect and neither is my story) is Wrote the beginning chapters when I was 16 Mabey 17 I'm 18 now about to be 19All Rights Reserved

1amthoughts beautiful beginning crush goodgirl goodluck growingup growth happyending hate journey life lost love poetry randomthoughts soulmates teenlife youngadult

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