Our Lives
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What happens when you realize the people you where meant to love aren't the people who love you but then you realize the people that you aren't meant to love are the people who love you. when your taught not to love the people that are forbidden "no there to old for you they wouldn't want you your just a kid" "no grow up there to young for you go find somebody your own age" why does it fucking matter that's what you keep telling yourself over and over again but you don't want to hurt them because your taught to not hurt them to respect and love them but when you try over and over again what happens when you just stop. What happens when the people who manipulate you and break you down in a backhanded compliment way try to tear you away from the person that loves you. Will you make the right choice can you grow to love the forbidden person or do you already love them? Im Sofia Rossi the 19 year old with red curly hair and im about to take you threw my life have fun.
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