Dust
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Romance
I have problems ok. I need help. Fast. I don't want a repeat of what happened 5 years ago. I can't go through that again. I try. I really do. A new town each month. Thats what it's been like the past 2 years. Foster family to foster family. Trying to settle down but always managing to get dragged back down with the low lives. The streets. That's where I belong. I don't know what love feels like. I don't know what it's like to be loved. I guess theres a first time for everything. Huh. Well. Yeah. That's that.
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This story is made by a depressed person who just lost two of there friend to suicide don't judge me okay. I am writing a story about starsceram disassociation and derealization habits and such and its a bunch of angst an happiness and weirdness sin one story maze is the seeker version of Steve okay. Characters and cover art are not mine.

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