After the death of my children my main concern was did they suffer...I used to think I was alone until I met a lady who told me her son drowned and all she could think about was did he suffer...
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All these white balloons and shit
Please stop shooting shit down, what the hell inside. Y’all and y’all shooting gone have us all dropping like flies. What in the hellO, wa...
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Be true to who I am, dont love someone in their face and hate that same someone behind their back, in and out of my feelings at their expens...
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Please stop shooting shit down, what the hell inside. Y’all and y’all shooting gone have us all dropping like flies. What in the hellO, wa...
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