Jake
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There has always been something inherently wrong with me, Im too loud, too messy, too talkative, too much. Im not meant to be kept, I am meant for practice. Im the training wheels to learn on before I am outgrown for a real bike. Im not the girl you bring home to your mom, Im not the one you bring to events, Im the one you keep a secret. Maybe its better this way, no one will miss me when my time comes. No one will cry for me, because those training wheels have already been forgotten, gathering dust on a shelf.
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