Sad Short Stories
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Last published Fri, Jul 27, 2018
Just a few sad short stories I came up with during my sleepless nights.
I don't own any of the pictures I use.
Thank you for checking out my book. I greatly appreciate it. Just want to say that you are beautiful and deserve the world. You deserve all the love jay you can get and trust me, you're worth it. Love yourself because you have very reason to do so. 💞
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