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Ongoing, First published Aug 11, 2015
ever have a feeling so strong that all you do is focus on the thing giving you those feel good feelings? and then suddenly your so far into the illusion that you end up getting hurt, broken in pieces like a ship wreck. i have and it sucks. I'm Violet and this is my story on how i was so far into an illusion that i was not aware of the negativities of it all..
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