Raised Bars

Raised Bars

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Do you ever wonder how can you trip over your own feet? I do it every single second of the day. I can barely even stand. How am I supposed to live with the day of my father's death haunting me? How am I supposed to live with my crazy family , who never has time to do anything & my mother's new husband, who tries so hard to make me like him. How do you expect me to be normal, when I have a death wish, and I'm already diagnosed with death. I can't change who I am, but apparently sickness can.
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