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He left you a notebook with everything you meant to him written in it. This is the story of a dying man in love.
Hello my dear friends! Just a heads up that this isn't a fanfiction! This is just my online "journal" where I express my feelings! I feel uncomfortable expressing them, so instead, I decide
To explain how this works: I basically post stories of my rants. This entire series is just a collection of my daily life, please feel free to leave advice or something in the comments. Writing on here just helps me release some steam and relax, uhuhhuhu. (ALSO PLEASE EXCUSE MY HORRID GRAMMAR AND SPELLING KAY)
I'm never good with keeping a journal or diary to rant out my feelings or just write about how ty/good my day actually tur
the flower that never wilts
Heehee, no one will probably read this anyway~