The Miracle of Us
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Ongoing9m
Last published Tue, Dec 23, 2014
"My name is Alexandria Mira from Kree City, I am 15 years old, I live with my mom, three younger siblings and a step father. I do cuts, I don't believe in love and I don't care about anyone."
Everytime I need to introduce my self, that is what I always say like it's just what I need to say. I never had a boyfriend and I think that's a good thing because I don't even know what's the essence of having a relationship like that. I see it as a dumb thing to engage to like putting your own in the risk of being hurt.
I think that would never change or... not.
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