nothing but problems, problems and more problems as a reward for all the effort that I have caused, if I could continue to play my position within the herd as you wish. But I'm not made for that. Although I truly believe that I'm not made for nothing. I can not
accomplish what you ask me, though it hurts me beyond words to tell me that in this way will be an unhappy all my life, but try to behave normally in your eyes to give you back the illusion. I am no longer your girl, I lost that range, I'm your pride and your confidence. Now I'm just a broken, a piece that does not find its place in the world that does not even have the strength to get it. A strange and lonely girl, a bad influence on my I
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