Letters to the Lost
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مستمرّة29m
آخر تحديث: ثلاثاء, مايو ١٤, ٢٠١٩
*Trigger Warning for Mental Health Instability, Death, Suicide, Grieving, Substance Addictions, and Overall Negativity*
I've decided to start this series of letters (not proofread or edited) on Pi Day, or March 14, 2019. I've already written my first letter, and it is currently 11:20 pm. I may add more to this description later but I'm about to fall asleep.
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