White Feather
White Feather
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I grew up with a nice and love family.
But unlike most people my parent was a smoker. Mommy alway said if it grown then it's a erb. So I grew up partying. In school I was a quiet and a good student. No one ever suspected a thing. It all started when I was fourteen when I hit puberty and I found of I was a winged siren. I also drinking and smoking. I spent years trying to please others. I've been through it all. First person/Ken I ever cared about pretty much used me when I was 17 I'm 19 now. Had me to the point i was hurting myself and everything I was a wreck. I hated myself and my body. Now I'm the shit. I'm finally comfortable in my own skin and happy. Never judge the quiet ones they can and up being the craziest. I should know in work I was one of the best worker and never got into trouble. I barely talked to anyone. But outside school I was a full time partier. Going on high rides and drinking bottles to the face. What can I say my life's dope.