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Life's not a song. Life isn't bliss. Life is just this: Living.
My aunt found my livejournal and read it. She was 'disturbed' by some of it and told my uncle about it.
He read it and then told my mom. So she read it and talked to me.
This is a good. I don't think that I've felt this light in years.
It's never too late to act. I've never believed that before, now I do.
He read it and then told my mom. So she read it and talked to me.
This is a good. I don't think that I've felt this light in years.
It's never too late to act. I've never believed that before, now I do.