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Pale Pink
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Ongoing, First published May 28, 2022
This is an autobiographical romance about how I confessed to someone. 
You get the story through my perspective. 
Enjoy my shitty writing and my cringy love! 

Love ya
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This is currently going on so the story ends how he end it.
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