in reverse
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Last published Fri, Jan 15, 2016
my life is in reverse. don't believe me? that's a normal reaction when i tell people. but, i couldn't be anymore serious. it's like God missed His favorite part of my life so he rewinded it. when i was 13, i was in a car crash. i made it, my mom and best friend didn't.
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