This is what I want everyone to know and think about
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Have you ever thought about how someone who sees no logical reason in day to day concepts??Like misunderstandings, war, loveless marriage, toxic friends, human superiority, and the like? well, welcome to the mind of a 14 year old high school student who has been traumatized to the point of border line insanity. Thought to make this funner for me this will be written as a multitude of speeches, short stories, or thought the eyes of characters.
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