Insanity
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- Parts 2
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, May 8, 2014
This place is insanity, this place is greenwood mental institution. My name is Adeline wood, I'm not insane but yet I ended up here with the stupid plain walls and floors, honestly I'd rather die than be here. Greenwood is a bad town, a lot of shit happens here.
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