Stories of hurt, and anger, and abuse.
Not because I've lived through them, but because I imagine them. Constantly. I don't know why, but I do. I've had my fair share of experiences; however, you will never know if I am telling the truth or stringing you on. I will be posting some on here from time to time. . . . . it's really up to you to decide if they originate from my experiences or completely fictional. Who knows? Maybe they'll be a little of both.
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