My Secrets.....
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Last published Fri, Jun 10, 2016
My diary. Secret, private, personal. I'm here to share it. The hardships and the truth behind the life of Skylar Thompson. People only use one word to describe me. JERK! Sometimes it gets even worse, but I like to keep my diary pg, but maybe a little pg13.......
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