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Last published Fri, Feb 20, 2015
Walking home alone is something I've been use to my whole life.
My name is Emily, I've been on my own for as long as i can remember. My mom has never been here for me and i know she doesn't love me cause she's told me, I mean after all who could love someone who hates themselves?
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