Story of my life

Heard that all the young people were having a party. Thought that should be there too. Had some alcohol. Met a boy who told I was beautiful and had a pretty soul. Felt cold and tired. Came home and ate a lot. Went to bed alone. Was happy, felt quilty about it. Decided not to.

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