Experience
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Ongoing12m
Last published Sat, Mar 2, 2019
I decided to somewhat narrate my life. Not exactly mine, but how i feel. Maybe bits of things that happened but also typing scenarios my mind made up and venting stuff. Probably going to be very personal and i may randomly unpublish stuff due to my level of comfort. Also, if this is anything like what happened last time, maybe a whole other story will birth. For now though, this is a vent book.
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