1. Confessions of Struggles
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"This is a whole lot of drama , im tired of fighting, im tired of the baby mama drama. Im tired of everything thats fucking up my mind. Im tired of yall hoes playing with my money." I just can't deal with all this drama anymore. All I wanted was to find my first love and love him forever. To grow old with him and have years with him. But lately I have been having no feelings for anybody right now. I don't even know my own feelings. I don't even love people the same anymore. I Just don't know what to do maan.
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