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ane di carting te perk themagh the openblinds. ||
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arthicreleris, nothingalur matter bet this right one. This sympowering feeling that taken mer my entire barbars and
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dens pronar pores anat framme throat, breathing hewin, the sinking feeling of my spine pressed spirer the matters, thighs are trembling now. He gathering the material of
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Another moan met and the
– moan mg and the clerk at the door knob before it opens ||
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Opening. I have to blink again just to make sure he’s really standing there with thin shocked expression on his face.
height something was wrong
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I thought something was wrong”
out of the room. My gut wants to spill–around me and have to concentrate on not letting my bowels get the beat of me.
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Tyour mother and father!
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Love yourself]
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Sam byli oska you loved music, but now it andy hurts your heart and you can’t hear
kun no anything that makes you happy |
Start krah a song and let a stay sin until it ends without shafting off the ratio. Let the songs faith, and son you might we start to hunt along to them.
Start by being yoursű something new a shirt, shoes somet g that a a imtis too much many but understand your worth the splurge
Start by talking with unste Lat
one. Let pour feelings out. Cash You peed to get those knotted up feelings out and then one can help you the way you need to be helped. Talk about
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Stari Ly playing games again. You and your broilers used play alot of games. Start with playing again. Start whing again, start losing again. ji
start playing ||
Start by living, men saying dead inside. You get to live Don’t regret not living a Life meant for you can can live your life. It’s yours. On Lovell
Start with them on your hee
Start sech rain on your face []
Start with the sun on your face.
Start with rain on your face.]
Start with a clear conscience. I didn’t want to live. That’s the truth. I’m scared to die, scared to live. I’ve given up, and it’s settled me now.
