Just Judge Me...
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What's wrong with the world we all live in now? It's the inspiration of others judging you. Words hurt worse then sticks and stones except no one knows that but me.
My names Demi Taylor and i'm a sophomore in high school. Well, not for much longer. I've had so much happen to me in the last year and i'm tired of everything. I learned people back stab you and in life you can't trust no one. Not even your parents. This is my story of the lies, loves and everything in between that is my life. Some may hate, but some may relate to it. I say one thing and it is the fact of me, you can just judge me. I learned that i really don't care...
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