My mind? Nah. It's a scary place
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My thoughts through out the day. Or realizations I have about my suppressed past. This is my inner thoughts. Shit I don't out loud. It's dark as hell. There will be cursing and there will be things that will upset you. I'm sorry if you see yourself in these. I'm so sorry. But I will not be taking this down because you feel I'm wrong to share this. It's here to show people that they aren't alone. That there is at least SOMEONE out there who knows what it's like.
Tags will update the longer this goes on, I guess.
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:: i apologize for not updating at the moment, as I'm currently in the midst of exams and taking a brief hiatus. ☽╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮☾ -"𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒔." Everything in this content is fictional and created from my imagination. If you find it uncomfortable or dislike the content, please kindly ignore and move on. Please refrain from reporting it, as crafting this content requires a significant effort and courage. I hope you understand. Have a good day, and thank you.
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