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Last published Wed, Sep 2, 2020
Hmmmm life is a really deep mystery and an exam we right every day .....some fail ,some pass.....which one of them are u??
My name is Adam lily and I think I am going to fall in the category of "some fail" because right now my life is upside down and my head is full.....full of what ?? You ask.... What can a 16 years old girl be thinking of that will make her head full ?? Find out then
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"I hate this fucking life!!!!!"
That's what our Greek god:Santa Nero says every day as his lovely prayer .....how sweet of him......he doesn't have a dark past but he might as well have a dark future waiting for him in front.....he can't go back nor front but can he take a right or left turn to maneuver that dark past waiting in front of him???
Join me then let's see how the sun rises and sets ......[]+[]=[]
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