My Name Is Alex.
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Last published Sun, May 15, 2016
Hi, my name is Alexandra but my friends just call me Alex, some call me Lexie but I hate that name.
My life sucks, I mean yeah, I'm not dying or homeless but it still sucks. I hate my mom and my stepdads an asshole, the people in my class are all dicks (most of them) and all my teachers hate me.
"Life's a gift" yeah right, a gift my ass.
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