Just your random writer. Just your random dude. Just your random human. Just your random homosapien. Just your random soul. Just the random man who e x i s t s .
I also hold a very, very, very strong distaste of cliches, bad boy x good girl stories, and the general majority of books on the front page.
TL;DR I exist, and fuck cliche, overused plots, and the majority of books I see on the front page.
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Story by Milord Acacia
The Beast of Dreams
The Beast. That damned Beast. It has tormented me for the last seven years! That damned Beast. I only wish it...
