I don't know what happened I was crying and scrubbing and now I'm cry and there's blood everywhere. How will I explain that? I don't know if I even care.
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Eleanor's Journal
Fiction généraleThis is Eleanor's Deepest thoughts. TW// SH and death
Entry 119
I don't know what happened I was crying and scrubbing and now I'm cry and there's blood everywhere. How will I explain that? I don't know if I even care.
