Imaginary
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- Votes 2
- Parts 2
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Sep 8, 2017
So like... This is basically my thoughts and my somewhat of what I thought of my days put together in text with my best friend
(his name was tea and I made him up when I was 5)
I usually talk to him in a journal but I decided to put it into a book thing!
(Tea is an imaginary I made up lmao...)
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