Well, it's hard to talk about it... When I was a child I used to be fat and I didn't like to comb my hair. For everybody I was the intelligent girl who would never be kissed or loved. I didn't have may problems about it, my main problem was about my family.
I've been depressed since I was a kid apart from some other problems. I never associate this to my building even when people tried to make me feel bad about myself.
Some years ago I started to get worse and worse. Then, Perfectly Flawed (the…
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Posted on March 17, 2009 at 7:31pm —
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