One Way To Lose It All

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Reads 160
Votes 3
Parts 3
Time 6m

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Senpai makes me feel alive and happy. He is almost like a living antidepressant. I am always bullied always abandoned but is murder the best option? Maybe it is. For Senpai...All Rights Reserved

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