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All our faults

All our faults

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 20, 2016
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My name is, well for now I'll leave myself anonymous. This is the story of a girl I knew well growing up. This girl was the happiest girl you'd ever meet, but she was the saddest person I've ever known. The thing is no one got to know this girl past her look, the way she looked and talked. They knew her skin deep. I knew her deeper than just skin. Just wait to see her real side, it might change your outlook. Maybe it'll make you look twice at things. Remember things you've covered up in your own mind.
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