Hope
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Last published Thu, Aug 11, 2016
12 years ago my mom died from cancer and my dad well let's just say he drinks himself to sleep every night since my mom died and honestly I don't want to lose him. But These days I've been feeling sick until i got a appointment with my doctor and I only have 5yrs left to live with my obsessive "boyfriend"
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