Insane Reality
- Odsłon 64
- Głosy 9
- Części 4
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Ostatnia publikacja sob., gru 31, 2016
I have often depression. So i have this thoughts in the middle of the night that i wanted to share .
I'm sory if this book doesn't please you . I'am reall shit of a writer . I am also sory about any grammar mistakes .I will try to make chapters longer but I don't make any promises
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***BOOK ONE IN "#TRAGEDIES" SERIES*** ^IN EDITING STAGES^ Just a reminder that I am not suicidal, anorexic, or anything else from this story. This is a fictional story, and it is 100% fiction. The character is not made after myself or anyone I know. I don't know why I just wanted to write a story like this so now I am, but in no way am I connected to the characters in it.
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