Your Very Being
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  • Reads 54
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 5
  • Time 46m
Ongoing, First published Sep 26, 2017
Mature
I like movies because they have harsh truths, and comforting lies. If I actually learn something from one I don't really apply it; because I live in Malaysia, and there's no magic here. That's the harshest truth I learned in my first year in High School. 

I plan to pick a hobby. Befriend adults. Don't get hated on. See if I can belong, survive.

This is my normal. 

Story contains forbidden romance, harsh language, weed, and general filler stupidity.
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