my names kylie......... I'm eighteen and your reading my diary, grandma told me to write this so she could read all about my journey I guess its too late now. I guess sometimes we wish that we could go back and erase the bad and just hug them for one last time. we wish we could tell them how much you love them for just one last time but u will never now.
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Tu me quitaste a todo lo que amaba........ Pero yo seré el karma que tomara venganza...
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