Word Game

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 06, 2017

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Submitted: December 06, 2017



I wish to revel in my contentment but unsure of what is real. everytime i thought i had done well id be told to try again, so what is real? I am unsure and incomplete of my own senses. In my head are tests and quizzes and a resume to give. Truth be told ive been sick of caring what you think, showing the slime that allows my guts to work. I revel in contentment, bliss of my own being. sitting the dark not doing much but living.

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