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Joyriding

Official_Fangirl_64

LECTURAS 310
Votos 60
Partes 20
Hora 1h 24m

LECTURAS 310
Votos 60
Partes 20
Hora 1h 24m

Official_Fangirl_64

depression journal original originalcharacter selfhelp selfinjury wattys2018

This is the story of my life, hey, name's Keeren Marina Gomez Santos, yes two last name thanks to my Mexican heritage, im 23 and a closeted pansexual with mayor problems, if you found this and read it you'll find out what happened to me. 

	• This will include many triggering subjects proceed with caution. 

Will include mentions of child molesting, underage drinking, underage smoking, drug use, depression, anxiety, self harm, suicidal thoughts, suicidal attempts, neglect, violence, anger issues, bullying, toxic relations (friends,family and romantic)and many more. Ill try to put a warning before the chapter starts.Todos los derechos reservados

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