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Diary, Updates, Appreciation
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em out 19, 2024
This is a diary, and a way for me to reconnect with Wattpad because of my hiatus!

I'm kind of just having a conversation with you! i'll  show my appreciation for you, write about my interests, ask you questions, give you mental support, write about my mental health (i'll always mark a tw! don't u fret and i wont get too personal! <3) 

It'll be very fun, or  i hope! I WANNA ENTERTAIN U GUYS! i swear i'm gonna try anything HAHA there's a million things i haven't done JUST UU WAIT! i'll respond to comments and stuff WE CAN BE FRIENDS OH MYGOSH?! WOAH THAT IS AWESOME SAUCE! i'm very friendly don't be nervous too <33 

If we get close enough we can hang out and stuff like WOULDN'T THAT BE SO AWESOME! oh mygosh i sound so desperate HELP i don't know 

Kinda just a rant book i started at midnight, but it will be a lot of fun i'll add some very silly photos of interests and stuff too and write about fun eventful moments that happened in my life! 

I'LL ENTERTAIN U AS BEST AS I CAN, PPSTT HEY HEYY DONT SCROLL HEEYY </33 dw dw u can scroll this is a waste of ur time HAHA
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