The stinging came back...you know...I actually liked feeling nothing at all other than this...because now I'm starting to tear up from it...I remember it here at my grandma's house...do you?...remember what I've said?...Remember What I've Exactly Said. I remember where I sat while saying that...I Remember It Clearly. It Hurts.
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Vent book
Random(6/13/18) Welcome to where I vent out stuff!! This might be posted a lot since I'm a person that vents a lot and needs to get a life!! This will include stories/small stories, my nightmares or me doing a story about them, drawings, rants (?), me fli...
