Log #6

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1/30/2014

No one, no one, messes with my friends I won't stand for it! How dare they make my friends sad! I'll have their heads for that! Too many years have gone by for me, wasted by repeated abuse and lies, I shall not let my friends go through the pain and suffering I did. I can not let them be hurt for who they are,like i did. if only people know what I really am.  

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