Hey Jessie
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Jessie was a gender fluid teen who had anxiety and depression, even with as much paint as they decided to splash.
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With all of the rumours about them going around, Jessie decided to clutch all of their colours to their heart. They couldn't stop clutching, yet Jessie couldn't clutch for much longer. Here, in these re written words of their little world, they begin the quest of conquering their heart ache from dropping their bomb of their 'unacceptable' beliefs. Who cares about 'immaculate society' with all of Jessie's struggles to broom..when they were really born to appreciate sweeping?
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