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Why can't I fast forward till the day when my heart dosen't sting like it is right now. Buzz buzz buzz, get theese bees away from me. I can't take it anymore.
I'm the youngest in my family and along with that comes the talkitive-ness. As Dr. Kevin Leeman put it, the youngest is the charmer. I've been an only child since my brother left, and I have nobody to talk to. Sure I can tell my friends what I feel, but they don't want to hear about my lungs filling up with water and slowly drowning me in my mind because I overthink and I can't help it.
Sincerely, Paislee Jane
I love you paislee jane. I'm always here for you friend.
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