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Dia veinte y dos. What makes me different.

I am different.

Why?

I am 15 years old. I probably shouldn’t say that on here but I have like..7 followers. I hate being a teenager. I have no freedom, hardly any privileges, and I am treated like a child. I mean..I am a child…at heart. But high school, teenage drama, and all of this crap? I hate it. I hate it all. I wish I was grown up. 

You know the song “Forever Young” by Alphaville?

I would kill myself if I was young forever.

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