Missing You
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Ongoing8m
Last published Sat, May 2, 2015
Hi, my name is Eliza. I'm 19 years old, turning 20. I just recently ran away from home 2 months ago to get away from my alcoholic abusive parents. I knew it wasn't going to be easy getting on my own feet by myself, but hell I've been trying. I suffer from depression, and haven't been clean from cutting for over a year. I never knew my life would be so worthless. I was just getting used to be lonely, until one day I ran into a pair of random arms.. Ever since then my life has turned upside down. But I honestly don't know if it was for the best.
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