A Broken Girl's Guide To The Afterlife
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When you've been broken for years it becomes hard to trust the people around you specially if the the people around you are the main ones breaking you down and showing you how water is thicker than blood. The story your about to hear is all real, these events have taken place in real time & For everyone that is reading this I want you to take these experiences and learn from them and know that you are not alone in this world that your pain hasn't gone unheard.
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