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There's so many surprises in a persons life. So many things to celebrate. So many reasons to be happy. But we're not. My names Hailey. But you can call me Hail or whatever the hell you want. As you can kinda tell, I'm 18. And this is my story. I'll warn you, I'm a very sad person. Like super sad. Should I just not even try living. The last thing I'll tell you. We were born to die. Sorry hun.
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My name is Isabelle I am 15 years old (not my real age.) I am a "Homesick Angel" at least that's what I'm told I am called the people like me are called the people who are depressed suicidal empty numb those people they're just trying to go home This is my poetry journal These are my real,TRUE thoughts everything in here was written by me To all the other Homesick Angels out there Please stay safe my loves. I'm here if you need me.

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