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This month has been the craziest one of my little, young life. I'm strong enough to handle all of this, so why can't I boldly face the truth? I will be one year older in a little over a month and I feel like I'm either still 15, or 15 again. I am in love with my life here, with my friends, and most importantly that I am so close with my family. I am so lucky and so fortunate for all that I have, for all that surrounds me. Now, if I could only think.
I've lost my thoughts. I hope I don't lose myself with that.
I've lost my thoughts. I hope I don't lose myself with that.