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I'm DOOMED [On-Going]
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Last published Wed, May 11, 2016
What if you live in a world with a supernatural creatures? Peculiar elements, supernatural things, unexplainable events-even zombies.
Waking up in the morning. Seeing those zombies around you, walking down the streets or just sitting in the corner and eating some intestines. What you gonna do?
Maybe you'll be shocked. Scared, mix emotions. And the words you might just say is..
I'M D O O M E D. 👻
/TAG-LISH/
~PANDA ♡
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