Your Not Alone :)

Your Not Alone :)

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Ongoing5m

Last published Mon, Mar 7, 2016

Fiction

Romance

Tagsdepression escapefromreality love reallife selfhate

A story about a girl who has nothing. She has no one. She feels alone and invisible. But when her crush finaly notices her, he realizes the markings on her wrist and the bruises on her body. To find out the rest you must read. This is pretty much just an escape from reality for me. But even though its about my life and how it is. But i know how you guys feel when theres no one there for you. but dont worry im here for you guys if you need someone. just message me anytime.

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