Will to Live (TW)
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Dernière publication mer., août 14, 2024
My life has always been rough this is a story of how i brought my will to live back to me.
This is a story that is based off of my life experience. (TW: Suicide attempts, self degradation, harassment, bullying, cursing,
violence, explicit description of wounds gore ect.
Also I would like to apologize if anything is messed up I had a friend go over it and fix any grammar or punctuation mistakes. However this is my first time writing so I apologize in advance.
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