Something seems to be very wrong. I think i died in the 9th grade. I'm o so lost. What do i have to do to be happy. I love you. If i ever heard that....I need god too badly. I wish anything at all was clear from my view. I think i really need you. I think i really do. Why do i have to go through so much life all by myself. Please, Please, Please
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