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I have a rule. I don't live anywhere unless there is a bedroom available for my little. I painted her room yellow and pink and it's filled with her stuffies and toys and books. She gets to go in there whenever she wants.
~Angel
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My gummy-bear died. My unicorn ran away. My imaginary friend got kidnapped. The voices in my head aren't talking to me. Oh no, I'm going sane!
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