Hello, all, and welcome to my first Creepypasta fic! I just wanted to set a warning here, and let y'all know some warnings for the story beforehand.
This story contains the following:
Smoking
Drinking
Foul Language
Extreme Mental Illness
Graphic Depictions of
Bood, Murder, and Sex
and more
Please, if anything here makes you wildly uncomfortable or could possibly trigger you, exit the fic now. Your safety is of the utmost importance, so please be careful reading.
With that being said, if you're still around, enjoy!
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Dear Diary | Proxies
Fanfiction"Tim," I finally spoke, my voice cracking from misuse and my crying. "Tim, I think I did something bad." Tim looked like a deer in headlights at the sound of me finally speaking. "It's okay, baby," he said, dropping the rag and moving so he was dire...
