• 7 years ago
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When I was a kid I thought I must be a demon because nothing good happened around me. It took years of self hatred and trying to kill myself and finding things to live for to realize it wasn’t me. I was a kid. Not a demon. Too bad I still live with my Dad. If the Devil is real, he’s a priest in disguise.

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