Crimson Smile
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 52m
  • Reads 27
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 9
  • Time 52m
Ongoing, First published Mar 17, 2021
Nothing is better than living life on the edge. But people like setting limits. Yet sometimes, we manage to go past those limits and risk it all. We indulge in the rush of adrenaline we feel when we know we've made a mistake and the consequences are lurking around the corner. The ecstasy of danger. Even before then, some of us are regular rebels. Breaking every rule and not giving a fuck, we feel good doing it. We've become a disappointment to a society that never accepted us. There is no fixing someone who doesn't want to be fixed. Oh, won't you join the misfits?
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