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This is kinda my own little journal where I can rant or talk to you about it, it's where I can get advice from you guys. Please don't talk about it outside of this. I want to keep it in this journal. If you don't want to read this then that's fine. If you want to say something then say it in the comment section.
I need advice and most of the time I'm afraid to say anything.
Thank you...
-Corina
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