A Book Of Contemplation(s)
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sun, Dec 6, 2015
The way I see things about life. A journal perhaps or maybe just something to use to express my daily thoughts.
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I'm a highschool sophmore with a busy schedule- at least until I go home. I'm am anime otaku- meaning Anime is life- and this is how I see things.
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WARNING: I understand that somethings said will unappeal to some people. All I ask is that an openmind is kept while reading. If you don't like my story by all means don't continue reading, but if you do, well, if I ever met you we would probably be the best of friends.
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