This is the real me.
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Last published Sat, Aug 10, 2013
The old me.
Was worthless.
Scared.
Innocent.
Ulgy.
Shy.
Fat.
Unwanted.
The new me is worth so much more.
Stong.
Well a little innocent.
Beautiful.
Bold and outgoing.
Better
All of those years were painfull. Look at me and you can tell I have become a stonger person. No more tear stained cheeks. Puffy eyes. Red eyes. Self harm.
Well Erin Jones Is a very famous actress. She put all her emotion into singing and acting
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