Trying
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I'm really cringey and emo--
this book will have my ideas for books, creative writing, poems, etc usually based iff of my experiences and emotions.
TW For shit like;
depression
anxiety
suicide
ptsd
schizophrenia
abuse
rape
pictures of my face
and probably other shit sorry fam
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