My Name Is V. Chester
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Last published Fri, May 26, 2017
Hey. Its me, Violet Chester. That might sound like this is just some documentary about highschool drama and shit, but no. This is something more deeper.
So, for all of that to say, I'm Violet Chester, a highschool senior boy who walks around with a feminine name everyday, picked and fucked with over it. Well now, I'm in my old bed. With a gun, my favourite gun. And blood dripping from my mouth, and sides of my cheeks.
And this is my story. V. CHESTER.
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