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Last published Mon, Jan 6, 2025
This story is my own imagination of Travis's backstory in Sally face. It incorporates my experiences with growing up in a toxic, sometimes abusive, Catholic household. Keep in mind, this is not to bash on any Christian religions, it's only my personal experiences.
Enjoy.
Side note: mentions of abuse, homophobia, and slurs
(I also have no idea what to call this.)
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