Inside the Mind of an Over Thinker
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Publikasi terakhir Kam, Mar 14, 2019
This is all about me :D
It is not exactly an autobiography as such nor a book of spam. I am not entirely sure which book classification this book falls into... I guess it is (to put it simply) a book about most of my random overthought thoughts. From theories on life (and fandoms of course) to story ideas I don't have the confidence to write to just plain ranting- I hope you learn a little bit about what it is like to over think things... Something I have become accustomed to.
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