Part of my LIFE
I never knew how love felt i was always alone cause i couldnt talk and i was hated by Everybody cause i would talk to this guy that was popular and they never knew that he knew sign lauguage and he Will spend time With me and he Will always look at me like if i was the only girl there and se were bestia Friends for 5 years then this day came that he ask me out on a date and he probose to me and se were in high school and he told me I LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT EVERYBODY THINKS I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE FOR YOU I DONT CARE THAT YOU CANT TALK YOUR SPECIAL UNIQUE AND TALENTED JUST THE WAY YOU ARE DONT LET NO ONE BUT NO ONE TAKE THAT FROM YOU CAUSE THATS WHAT MAKE YOU PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE since then i don't CARE what people tell me that that did this and did that i don't care JUST that they ARE they and no ONE would channge that FROM them
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Heart touching... only if all were like that person.
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2018-06-24 05:07:59
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Aracely Ara
for real u like the pic
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2018-06-25 22:24:55
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Aracely Ara
thankes
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2018-06-25 22:25:48
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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