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This is a diary type story, based on my personal life. This description is boring , I know but trust me the story gets intense. This story means a lot to me, because well I'm still living it. As I'm typing this. The story talks about the ups and downs I have faced personally and I know others can relate too . If you ever been in love, or those who have suffer from Anxiety and depression.
I know my story can relate to others. Enjoy !
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Připoj se k největší komunitě vypravěčůZískej personalizovaná doporučení příběhů, ukládej si oblíbené do své knihovny a komentováním i hlasováním buduj komunitu.
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