someone wrecked my going to that beauty school and it can only be the people...
who seen the uniform, my mum, me, my nephew aaron, or anna or my psychiatrist or back surgeon because I had to get letters to say I could bend over since my back injuries, jack the massage man or someone at centrelink. its like someone really hates me and can't bare to see me look pretty and loved and enjoying a career and I don't care now but it is not a nice thing to do.
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