Diary of a different girl

Diary of a different girl

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people today no matter how you're character now exist only divisions between fans of different bands and then I exist, I love Abba. and all tease me for that. I keep wondering: "what happened to th e days when people did not mind the music you listened to be your friend? but obviously those are just memories of the past
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People don't understand me. I was just a small town girl who didn't know what to do. All because I was quiet, listened to punk, and always wore jackets to cover my scars, I was labeled as the 'Emo Freak'. I've been teased and hit. I've been abused by people at school, and by my mother, if that's what you can call her. My life is a mess. The only escape I had was music. All the bands I listened to provided a sense of comfort for me. Especially one band in particular by the name of All Time Low. I felt a major connection between the lyrics and the band. They were the only reason why I was alive. This is my story. **FICTIONAL STORY**

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