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I used to journal everyday as a teenager. Then my mom found my notebooks. She made me watch as she burnt all of it. Poems, short stories and all my journals gone. I've never put anything on paper since.
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I think I need help 'cause I'm drowning in myself. It's sinking in, I can't pretend that I ain't been through hell. I think I need help---Papa Roach
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