Chronicles Of A Stupid Depressive Bastard [Halluciv - mentions of Xluciv]
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  • Reads 250
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  • Parts 3
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Sep 07, 2018
March 22, 2018
Querida bitácora:

Te llamaré bitácora porque diario según Marvul suena muy "homosexual", aunque no entiendo el problema pero para que no moleste así será. Y sí, recién empiezo a utilizarte este fatídico día, digamos que te estuve reservando para tener algo en lo que concentrarme y no deprimirme a full escuchando Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge mientras lloro delineador de ojos.

Love, Halluciv.


Sí, lo sé, debería terminar las historias que ya tengo pendientes en vez de crear nuevas, ¡Pero no pude evitarlo!
Esta es la bitácora/diario de vida del Halluciv de Depression, por lo que estará llena de chistes emo sobre My Chemical Romance, mucho Thanks Pete y DEMA-siado Jumpsuit y Blurryface. 
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