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Looking for a place to go. Just my life begging for help. My mum basically just kicked me out, yes I live with her still I'm only 14. About to turn 15 in July.All Rights Reserved

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I'm trying to find a place to go.
Mon, May 11, 2020

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I'm trying to find a place to go.
Mon, May 11, 2020

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