MAYDAY
05.30.15
MAYDAY. SOS FOR MY BODY ACHE. OH, THE THINGS THAT MAKE MY HEART BREAK AND MY SPIRIT MOAN. EVEN STILL IM ALL aLONE NOW BUT ILL STAY STRONG. OH HOw tHE FIGHT WAS WRONG chilD.
“Just because my journey is different, doesn't mean I'm lost.”
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05.30.15
MAYDAY. SOS FOR MY BODY ACHE. OH, THE THINGS THAT MAKE MY HEART BREAK AND MY SPIRIT MOAN. EVEN STILL IM ALL aLONE NOW BUT ILL STAY STRONG. OH HOw tHE FIGHT WAS WRONG chilD.
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