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“You cry in your room. I cry in my room. Mom cries in Mom's room. And in the morning everyone pretends like they never cried once in their life.”

Quote by Natasha Friend

Book:Perfect
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Perfect

This book delves into the complexities of the human pursuit of perfection, examining its impact on personal relationships, societal norms, and individual identity. more

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Natasha Friend
Natasha Friend

Natasha Friend, born on April 28, 1972, is a renowned author known for her unique perspective and profound emotional depth in her writings. Her works have won the hearts of readers with their distinctive style and rich imagination. more

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