Nobody cares, even you..
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Última publicación dom, ene 14, 2024
This story is based off of my oc Celeste, formerly known as Maddison. She was money obsessed and super smart. But her interest took a turn on her, causing more problems for her. Her mental state became very unhealthy and she was sent to a mental asylum for psychiatric treatment.
⚠️~SH, SA, death, foul language~⚠️
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