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No Clue

LETTURE 355
Voti 5
Parti 54
Tempo 1h 9m

LETTURE 355
Voti 5
Parti 54
Tempo 1h 9m

because careful darkish dontreadthis emo gettherapy late noclue random weird words

I suck at writing so don't expect a story.  If I do write a story it probably won't be good so don't expect much.  I'm probably going to write random rhyming things or ramblings because I can't sleep or I get bored. Read if you want there'll probably be some messed up things so uh yeah. Read if you want...

Whatever you decide...
YOU'RE AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Forgot I wrote this RIP if anyone really liked this, but it was sad teenage angst. Anyway I got therapy, changed my pronouns, have a supportive girlfriend, and hate myself a little less. Hang in there!Tutti i diritti riservati

because careful darkish dontreadthis emo gettherapy late noclue random weird words

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