My Real Life Experiences
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Last published Thu, May 9, 2024
❗Warning❗:Cursing, paranormal, irl, random updates/new chapters, maybe some nsfw venting?, LGBTQ+ safe place, Reality Shifting safe place, Wiccan, witches and pigeon safe place, etc.
༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つOk so this is going to be my telling of rl experience book. I'll be venting as well cuz i really need to put stuff down sometimes and to get advice and give on things and stuff like that.
This is a Fucking Safe Place for ME and OTHER people! so plz be kind ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ
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