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Complete, First published Dec 11, 2019
"i was searching, and looking for where I belong. and i found it. 𝙞'𝙢 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚."

sequel to my book letters

in which a girl writes letters from the afterlife 

please, if you need help tell someone. there's always someone there that will listen. i'm always open if you'd like as well. 

this book has suicide in it and is based off a girl that kills herself, so if that is a sensitive topic,  please, don't read 

*lowercase intended* 


started: 12/9/19
ended:??
[unedited]
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