Nothing more, Nothing less
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Dernière publication sam., nov. 16, 2013
Things don’t go well with me and life. Not at all. But I am constantly trying my best to hide it with a smile. Usually, life hands people lemons to make lemonade. But my life decides to watch me suffer by handing me food I’m allergic to.
I don’t do drugs, I don’t drink, I would never try to harm myself in any way and I am still clean. I am okay with my life.
Nothing more,
Nothing less…
But why does this have to happen to me?
[Copyrighted Starlight_courtney 2013©]
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