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I look back at the years, when my first memories of life are of happiness and unconditional love. I remember being a Daddies little girl. If you said it, I believed it to be true. If you did it, I wanted to do it too. If you liked it, I loved it. If you gave it to me, it quickly became my favourite thing regardless of what it was. In my little… Read More
This morning, I stood in from of the mirror and I reflected upon what I saw in the reflection staring back at me. I saw a little girl who loved life. I saw a little girl with pink glasses and freckles that she spent countless hours dreaming up ways to wash away. The skinny little girl with green/brown brown eyes and thick hair saw endless excitement at the worlds wonders. I saw… Read More
My Perfect Breakdown 