Sad/depressing one shots
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Ongoing9m
Last published Tue, Jun 16, 2020
Just sad things I think of in my head that have happened or I think will happen, not that I really want to happen but may have happened or been told
Happen
If you don't want to be purposely sad I suggest not reading this
These are not light topics
Includes hard, abuse, declining health, depression, mental health
Generally unhappy topics
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trigger warning. dont expect you to read this, words are simply that. just words. but if you do i hope you enjoy 👍 and if you relate to any of these, im so sorry. (all of these are original and written by me unless its said otherwise) might also include random rambles and/or thoughts or maybe even quotes (sorry again abt this)
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