My Last-
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MatureOngoing10m
Last published Sun, Aug 10, 2025
Just something I want you to know before I kill my self.
What I felt.
What I saw.
What I heard.
What I thought.
What I experienced.
My story.
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This book was originally meant for my friends to read, but seeing that no one has time to do so, I'm turning to you.
Every pic used in this book was drawn by me btw :)
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