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Pregnant & 19 . not ready . ( please read )

Pregnant & 19 . not ready . ( please read )

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Intro . (: Hi , My Name is Paris Lynne Smith I'm 19 Years Old . I'm A Partier ( idk ) Wealthy . Drinker . Crazy . Teen . My Mom Don't Like My Ways . But I Really Don't Care . Im Pretty Tall . Curly Brown Hair . Hazel Eyes . Not Too Skinny But Not Too Big . I Would Say Im Your Average Teen Girl . Until You Meet Me . Until You Know My Name . My Past . My Story . You See My Dad... Well . He Abused Me . He Hurt Me . He Raped Me . He Hurt My Mom . But That's The Past He's Locked Up . & Won't Be Out For A Long Time . xxx
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Ana

Life as a child was amazing. Your weight didn't matter. Your clothes didn't matter. Your parents money didn't matter. All that mattered was who you were going to play with, but that's all gone now. My sister hates me, my mom has no time for me, and my dad, well he left me. My life has been one whirlwind after another. Except I'm content with it, till it all comes crashing down. Every television, billboard, and magazine is covered with models. Models that are supposed to be role models, for us. Perfect face, perfect body, perfect life. I have none of those things. All my life I've never cared that I was over weight, and didn't wear makeup. Who knew a boy could change all of that? That's when I decided to starve myself, force myself to look like the girls in the magazines. Who knew all I was doing was slowly killing myself? Life likes to play games, except my game is called Ana and I don't think I will survive. (unedited) Cover by: MadHatter_25

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