Dear No One
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Life is hard and sometimes we just need someone to talk to, someone to relate to. We need someone to say the things that we are thinking. Some one who won't judge us and someone who will listen. Luckily I have Wattpad where I can share my stories, feeling, secrets and rants.
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Second No More, a novel
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