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I don't communicate the right way. I understand that. I don't mind, really, I don't. I express myself through led and a thin sheet of paper glued onto a surface. Art is my passion. But no one seems to get that... I am diagnosed with hypoglycemia... But, you know, the kids don't seem to get that. They just think it's another opportunity for them. I don't need to depend on friends. Because in this world, I either take care of myself... Or get left behind.
I Murmur My Words (DISCLAIMER: WILL NOT UPDATE)
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