My Life... so hard to put everything that happened to me into a paragraph,essay,letter etc.. But the bad out ways the good . So many precious and yet so many un-precious memories. I don't remember much of my childhood. In fact , I never really had one. I never had a stereotypical family with the big house and white picket fence. I lived on the opposite of that fence. It's funny how that fence divides things. Race, Sex, Religion. Personal and not do personal things Most people want to tell about their personal life. But yet some , like myself , rather keep those problems and things inside and let them stay dormant. But i realized..problems don't stay dormant or disappear. They eat at you and eat at you till you finally break. Suicide , cutting , bulimia , anorexia. Been there done that. But the people with that white picket fence have nothing to worry about, but the people without one have a whole life ahead of them
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