~ How I'm Feeling ~ (Angst Poem Book)
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Última atualização qui, set 22, 2022
Sometimes I can be pretty decent at poetry when it comes to getting my angst out
!!THE COVER IS NOT MY ART!!
Just the words inside :,) 🤍
⚠️THERE ISNT A SINGLE HAPPY POEM IN HERE SO RAINBOWS N UNICORNS YOULL HAVE TO FIND ELSEWHERE SORRY YOUVE REACHED MAX ANGST TERRITORY⚠️
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