Waters of Chaos
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture5m
Dernière publication jeu., juin 7, 2018
I honestly don't know how to describe this. I guess, I think of it as a POV of a person whose loved one or friend is going through depression or anxiety and the feeling of helplessness that comes with it.
Was originally meant to be a one-shot, but I felt I should add more to this. The updates will come randomly.
** RATED MATURE FOR POSSIBLE TRIGGERING AND IMPLYING SELFHARM.**
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