Thoughts and Worries
- LECTURAS 30
- Votos 2
- Partes 3
I have a dairy but it has poems and thoughts and small quotes and small letters to my best friends and my family and strangers (that sounds a little weird but its okay)
I'm not going to say any names or stuff like that but yes some of it is cutting and throwing up on purpose and not eating.
please do not say ay hate comments... I find it quite rude and disrespectful and wattpad seems like the only place will accept these thoughts
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