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This is My Heart, Not Your Playground
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Ongoing, First published Aug 01, 2024
Mature
At 25 years old Karina still gets random flashbacks of someone she deeply wants to forget. Someone she deeply, deeply hates. Someone she's convinced played with her feelings. One day, It even gets to a point she runs after an individual thinking it was that person, but ended up being a stranger. Did she want to confront them? She had no clue. Shook by the encounter she asks her brother for help. He brings her a journal to write everything down from the beginning in order to sort out her feelings. What Karina thought was rage was something much more humbling.... Feelings you left off at 18 mean something different at 25.

 A huge pill to swallow.

Please, join Karina as she navigates through some old feelings, that are sometimes so much harder to confront and even harder to let go.
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25 parts Complete Mature

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