Letters to My Life
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A collection of self-help ideas, motivation, story rejects, poems, and bits of humor for the sad soul. These are random bits of satirical, sarcastic and upright stupid nonsense compiled into a creation that's meant to help average teenagers get out of their parents' basement and start living life like they already know when and where they die. So hike up your socks and adjust your loincloth because things are about to get crazy weird. The original source is my life experiences, stories that never made it, and phases of my life where I felt like giving up. This is for when you feel like crap or just for a good giggle. It features poems, past story ideas, inspirational quotes, relationship advice, and teen drama.
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