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Ruby

How about you spare all of us your woundedness? If any one of us had actually done anything wrong to you it'd be one thing, but we haven't and all you want is attention. You don't even know what trauma is. You talk about it like it's something that happens to you when you're standing in line for coffee. Get a life. Get hurt, and they maybe someone will listen to you cry. We won't.

Frida and the Friday Gals.

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