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I grew up in chicago not knowing it will only let me down

It's crazy how family even dont come around

dyke, devil Girl you're a freaking clown

Im a girl who likes girls who doesnt make sounds

I can only be me unless im filling out a app for a job

I'll  call you back if i think you're qualified

waited a whole month... man that dude lied

i gave it my all hell i really tried

Nobody is ever going to hire you dressed like that

how you gonna walk into a room just like that?

How you're name Crystal but you dress like Chris? 

How you love god? but dont take d...?

You going to hell ugh you make me sick

I don't want you around my kids like this

If you want to go out. Dress up right

take that duraq off and put on something tight

You're not going to be happy in life

unless you hand over that devil ass life

All i want is to be ME

Accept me for who i am....... You're hurting me

My name is Crystal and I JUST WANT TO BE FREE

 

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