Story Of Another Me
- LECTURES 88
- Votes 4
- Chapitres 13
About the book:
Casta is the latin word for innocent.We are all innocent children. We all grow up and realize that the world is a cruel place.
Casta writes letters to an imaginary stranger. The letters describe how Casta feels about school, death, parents, therapy and society. It's mostly about Casta's depression.
So to whoever's reading this: Welcome to my brain
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