Born To Die
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Ostatnia publikacja pt., gru 15, 2017
We all were born to die... Some slowly and others more quickly. Well I just happen to be one of those people who are dieing more quickly. I have cancer... and I've just learned to live with it. My dad is in Iraq fighting in war and my mom is never home because she is shooting for her new film. Im okay with being home by myself, but it gets kinda lonely every once and a while.
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