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“There are days I wake up, the weight of the world resting on my shoulders.
I can never remember the carefree bliss of childhood.
Innocence was not a companion of mine.
Instead, I was bound by the lacerations of rage, trauma, suffering and mental anguish.
I would be lying if I said that I didn’t still seethe inside because I am not one of those pure and pristine girls with the perfect straight hair and the flawless and unblemished facade.”
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Borderline to Babalon
I can never remember the carefree bliss of childhood.
Innocence was not a companion of mine.
Instead, I was bound by the lacerations of rage, trauma, suffering and mental anguish.
I would be lying if I said that I didn’t still seethe inside because I am not one of those pure and pristine girls with the perfect straight hair and the flawless and unblemished facade.”
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Borderline to Babalon
