Rien n'est vrai que ce qu'on ne dit pas.
My name is Phoebe.
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I can’t handle this anymore. Every single thing, even after all this time, is a fresh blow to the gut.

All I tried to do was be a good human being, and now I am paying for it in heartbreak and sadness and anger and I am so, so tired.



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