The Books Don't Feed Me Lies Like The People Do

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Parts 7
Time 33m

Reads 90
Votes 9
Parts 7
Time 33m

"You know how when you're driving and it's pouring down rain, and you drive under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it's almost peaceful. Then you finally get out from under the bridge, and everything hits you a lot harder than before. You were my bridge."
    
    -Unknown
    
    A series of short one-shots I've written. All stories are based off of intense emotional damage I have acquired over the years, and how I perceive it. Some are more interpreted in a metaphorical fashion, others are slightly modified versions of crippling fears or true events I have experienced. Please enjoy my suffering :).All Rights Reserved

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"You know how when you're driving and it's pouring down rain, and you drive under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it's almost peaceful. Then you finally get out from under the bridge, and everything hits you a lot harder than before. You were my bridge."
    
    -Unknown
    
    A series of short one-shots I've written. All stories are based off of intense emotional damage I have acquired over the years, and how I perceive it. Some are more interpreted in a metaphorical fashion, others are slightly modified versions of crippling fears or true events I have experienced. Please enjoy my suffering :).

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