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Saved Max and Harvey fanfic [COMPLETED]

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Reads 3,921
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Parts 23
Time 1h 53m

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Life is like a broken phone. You try to fix it but I just makes it worst. Well my life is based off a broken phone. I try to make every right but it makes everything wrong. Well hi I'm Makayla Summers I'm 16 years old and I have A.A.D it's not really a disease it me. A.D.D is Abuse, Anxiety and depression. I have it all my mom abuses me everyday. It breaks my heart it tears me to pieces like a person so bored enough that they rip up paper in to little tiny pieces IM THE PAPER. Well there's this boy next door he's so- different like a cat and a dog mating. He's amazing. The internet sensation Max and Harvey Mills changed my life.....................
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