Thoughts And Excerpts. || #Wattys2018

Thoughts And Excerpts. || #Wattys2018

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||Started: 1st April 2018.|| ||Ended: 15th November 2018|| some things I think about :) Along with some quotes that I add deeper meaning too. Some things that I talk about in this book are to no one. Some are dreams. Some are nightmares. Also some things in this book haven't happened to me. Its happened to a friend or I saw it on the internet and changed it up. Also my writing changes throughout this shitty book. Enjoy :)) (Previously known as 'Random Thoughts) {Highest ranking: #222, #85 in poem 2018 #666 in deep 0-o ) P.S. I have a great family life and I am not and (hopefully) never will be suicidal. My family means the world to me. ❀
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