Foreword

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Silence destroys me. Since I got into Los Angeles, people are killing me. I'm not accommodated with the hatred that surrounds this city. I come from London. It does not matter how I look, if I'm weak or fat. I know I came here to get rid of the love that destroyed me. It's hard, so I can say. It's hard to see him every night, to ruin my life with just a look. And when you think that all of these things happened because of a diary. He just found it. I had forgotten him on a bench in the park. We started to meet after, but who knew that blue eyes like the sky would destroy my life. And when I think my mom warned me ...

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