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Dear God,
I know I shouldn't be saying this, but I have to be honest. I'm really angry with you. Why do you let the people who have hurt me most prosper while I am drowning in misery and getting nowhere in life through no fault of my own. Just because my family couldn't afford to help me out with school and theirs could I've had to work hard and ( Read more... )
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