You found me
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Dernière publication ven., oct. 17, 2014
Drew was your average girl perfect body and was nice to everyone. She looked happy and full of life on the outside but there are dark secrets she hides. Why do you where long sleeves? Why do you wear so many bracelets? If only they knew she was dealing with anorexia self harmed herself and had an abusive boyfriend and father
One day Drew's dad kicked her out with know where to go she thought the world would be better without me and went to her childhood park. She went to the swing set tied her rope to it got on the swing and thought should I or no.
You have to bitch
No one likes you
Do it
The voices chanted in her head finally she put her head threw the loop and kicked her feet of the swing the last thing she saw was a gorgeous guy running towards her then it all went black.
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