Welcome to my shitty life
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Aye, I'm Kari Grace Lynne and I'm 18, my life is hell. It has good moments but it's mostly hell and I want to share my hell with you lovelys, so enjoy, hate all you want I don't really care. What I say may hit home or piss you off. Whatever I'm glad you feel something
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