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Madness

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creepy cutting depressed diary ghost

I'm adeline, this is my journal. My life is a fucking mess. I see ghosts. I'm depressed. I cut. I already planned suicide. And my mom thinks I'm crazy. Well hell of a good life isn't it. Another good part everyone hates me. Great! Another fun fact I hate writing but I have to do it. Because my mom sucks. Wanna know more about me and my perfect life. Just let the devil inside you read my mind. Hahaha I already scared you?Todos los derechos reservados

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Ghost Games

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