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Untold Tragedies

shotsofvodkaandscars

LECTURAS 2,430
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Partes 33
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LECTURAS 2,430
Votos 85
Partes 33
Hora 13m

shotsofvodkaandscars

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Simply a compilation of quotes, poems, and the like telling all the unknown and untold things that happened at various points in my life -

In other words, these writings have been created because I needed to vent somewhere and I cannot keep my thoughts as caged within the walls of my heart as I'd like.

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Some of these writings are a bit repetitive due to poor imagination, but please bear with me. Anyways, I'd also appreciate it if you don't steal my work, but if you'd like to feature it somewhere let me know. Thank you very much. 

Enjoy reading I guess •w•

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