MAGDALENA (ONE SHOT)
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Ongoing
Last published Sun, Sep 13, 2015
Making a big ife change can be scary but living with regret is more scarier.
I smoke. I drink. I take drugs.
I lost the person who loves me most.
I hate my life. I hate myself.
I am living with regrets.
Living without you... can I survive?
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