Nothing Like Anything
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Ongoing10m
Last published Fri, Mar 22, 2019
This is a collection of short stories dealing with heavier, more negative emotions. Fueled by late night memories and fragments of who I used to be, this book is a project I started working on months ago as a way to not only vent but also to attempt to understand the things I feel. If any of you ever feel depressed or need somebody to confide in when questioning your sexual orientation, please message me. I do as much as I can to help people out if at all possible. Thank you for taking the time to sift through the war zone that is my mind!
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Lana
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