The Days
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Last published Sun, Jan 7, 2018
WARNING: This is just a personal thing. If you don't want to read about depression, anxiety, anorexia, or suicide don't read this.(there are happy and good parts though)
Also I'm very slow with updating so if I don't update once a week please remind me through a message or comment.
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These are the days of my life. Made with love, anger, sadness, pain. But where is the happiness? The real love? Or does it all just hurt?
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