How Much Is Too Much?

How Much Is Too Much?

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture3h 55m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., juil. 20, 2020
This isn't a ordinary love story, of course there a bit of romance but it not what your used to in a story, by the end of this you will ask yourself How much is too much? My name is Jaelyn King, I am twenty one years old, I have short curly hair, brown eyes and I'm also 5'8 with a Job and a car let me be more specific a 2010 Nissan Altima color burgundy. I live with both of my parents in Florida and I am currently single. Oh did I forget to mention that I have a severe case of depression? Of course no one would think that because I am always goofing off and always being playful; there is no way anyone can tell that I am broken and damaged on the inside. Stay Smiling Kids.
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My name is Brooklyn Robert. I'm 17, head cheerleader since my freshman year, I have fair grades and people always compliment me on my looks even though I see myself as completely ordinary. I have to admit that my life includes indeniable advantages. My mother, Laurence Robert - pronounced in French s'il vous plaît - is a worldwide renowned fashion designer, meaning that I have quite a lot of pocket money along with a huge property to my disposal. For a teenager who just gets started in life, those assets may lead one to believe that I have all the tools to be happy and successful. But I'm not. I reached the bottom so fast and so hard that I couldn't see a way out. I was trapped in a dark hole with no issue. I was so tired that my only desire was to end it. I wanted it so bad that I swallowed two bottles of sleeping pills and I let myself be taken away by that haunting darkness. But it didn't work. I'm still here, alive and ready to die. #1 sexualorientation #2 suffering #11 girlxgirl __________________________ [Explicit content. May be triggering (rape, suicidal thoughts, sexual assault, violence, revenge porn...). Please take care of yourselves.]

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