But What if...

But What if...

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Do you ever just over-think some things? To spend hours on end thinking about something as simple as your favorite color or if your crush likes you? Well I do. But I'm trying not to. So this will be almost like a public journal of the depths of my mind. My grammar isn't the best at times, but I just want to show the world how the brain of a teenage girl with bipolar disorder, non-purging bulimia, trust issues, and an over-active imagination. And if you know me irl, please don't hold this against me in any way. This took me a lot of courage to actually post this. And this is for me to vent, and if you relate to this in any way, cool. If you don't, that's cool too. This isn't for attention in any form, just to be more comfortable in my own skin. And PLEASE read at your own risk. I will put trigger warnings on some "chapters" but some things that may trigger me, wont trigger others. And some things that trigger others don't trigger me, but I'll try my best.
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‼️Book 2 Out Now‼️ Edited Version in the works 💪 For years I've walked under clouds of blood, trauma, and fake love. My father isn't around to cheer me on, and my mother doesn't want me. My siblings and i forced to seperate. My family robbed of our dreams. Its been a year since I've been in the shadows, and ran for the light. These people, I keep running into; The Symbol of Peace, a UA teacher, and . . . this blonde . . . red eyed boy, who I can't keep my mind off of. He has the worst temper, and could probably be nicer to people, but . . . he's sweet, and probably the most inspiring person I've ever met. Maybe, just maybe I can shine, just like my father wanted me to. Shine. As bright as the stars. Then maybe, I can dream, without being awake. °☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆ Disclaimer: This story includes mature scenes, mentions of abuse, self harm, gore, self hate, rape/sexual abuse. Updates 5 chapters at a time, when is random. I do not own any of the MHA/BNHA characters, credit goes to Horikoshi. Mainly follows original plot. The characters I own are a few, plus quirks I've come up with inside this empty head I own none of the images unless I say so. They're cropped off of Google pinterest, and some other places, which I forgot. Cover art is an edited photo I made. That's all, go ahead and enjoy. Rankings: #1 in #mhafanfiction February 2023 #2 in #xblackfemreader May 2023 Started: June 1st 2021 Finished: July 19th 2022

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