Fading Away
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Complete Fri, Sep 23, 20166m
Before I tell you my story, let me introduce myself. My name is Georgia Athena Blake. I much prefer Gia. I am 16 years old. I have short dark brown hair and blue eyes. That's not really who I am though. That's just what I am painted as, but there is always a story behind the painting. I am your average "emo" teen or whatever you want to call it. I have depression, anxiety, and every other thing that can be wrong with a person. There's one thing that stands out though. That is who I like to call Ana.
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