Recidivist |h.s|
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Last published Thu, May 30, 2024
Sex, money, and drugs.
When she becomes apart of a band that her brother was in, she slowly begins to realize why exactly she didn't like to fall into a group due to distant association.
The longer she stays, the more she realizes that everything seemed to be more than what meets the eye.
But once all comes to the light, she finds herself in something fatal. Only she was fine with it, but then again things are never what they seem...
are they?
WARNING- EXPLICIT CONTENT. DRUG USE/ SEXUAL CONTENT/ TALKS OF MENTAL HEALTH/ DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE/ DRUG USE AND MUCH MORE THAT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR ALL AUDIENCES.
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