The a team

The a team

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Romance
"Always remember your here for a reason." Alexis's sister would always tell her. After a house break in, her house burning down,and her mmother dieing, alexis is always looking to the right side of life and doesn't let the negative things stop her. But if she thought if it was going to get worse, it wouldn't be this awful. Self harm, drugs, alcohol , and eating disorders don't sound that bad..what happens when you start thinking about suicide? I guesses it's possible for it to get worse.
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