Writing does make my life worse, but I find good shits midway so this hellhole is worth it. My English is disastrous, but wait until you know I'm worse at my mother's language. I return very rarely, but I always make sure to bring my mental baggage with me. I can be lunatic, I'm still at the waiting room of my doctor's appointment so let's see.
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Stories by Ginevra Austine
30 Nights and Tomorrow On
How is death perceived, in the eyes of the grim reapers? Thirty days left to mark the journey to find love an...
I saw the star falling
And I become the hero I have always dreamt of. They rise the flags as I come back alone. I win, I declare, as...