How Relatable a Teen can be?
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Last published Fri, Jun 10, 2022
This book is a collection of diary entries of a teenager who is expected to be an overachiever, who shows that they have got everything in control but in reality they don't know what the hell is they r doing,who cries themselves to sleep every night, who's losing it all. That teenager is me. Or maybe it's you?
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