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This is so raw and deep.
ell, that was me in 10th grade, yep
Denise Charmi.
Wow, this resonates with me so much.
This is the place I go http://t.co/oua8ULa6hi via @depressioncomix
179 http://t.co/iY0rhLAXkY via @depressioncomix
that was me in High School, except in 1975-77 there was no internet, and my escape was into writing stories. And scratching my skin raw.
you just missed one more place …….. the cemetery is the only place to welcome me with wide opened arms …..