Why I hate goth styled, Victorian era mansions
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Just a story of me, Ayla
of how I was stuck in an endless loop of multiple places (maybe dimensions), relationships and confusion
((this is a horror, mystery, fantasy type of storyy. Its kind of like the backrooms yk))
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