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I don't know why but I'm pretty sure it has to do with my twin sister dying 5 months into our mothers pregnancy. My parents don't say it personally but I once overheard them. But once I came out as gay it all crook a turn for the worst.
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Male x male 18+ content
Drinking
Smoking
Bullying
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