Issues
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Mary, a troubled woman, living a miserable life filled with affection issues and more.
i had these small scenarios in my mind for a while. In this story, Mary is my own reflection, I'm trying to understand and put all of my issues in her as a therapy i could say. Her way of seeing things, feeling, etc, are all mine but her adventures aren't all real i did invented some senarios based on my feelings etc
i hope you'll enjoy and sorry for the grammar and everything
Btw it might contain some sensitive subjects, i mentioned suicide in it but there will be more (probably), i talk about death too, in general, i have a special perception of it, pretty pessimistic so don't say you weren't warned
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