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2024-10-29 19:42:56My hands involuntarily touched the collar, I tugged on it... But that only brought pains to my neck, cause I can't take it off.
I felt so frustrated, so frustrated with the way my life is going. With the turn of event in my life. Weeks back, I brought pain to people life.. people in my story and now,I feel the pain.
A lot of people never really understood the reason why I wrote tragic story. I had a really painful childhood and a painful teenage life, the only way I could forget my past was actually hurting other people.
My physiologist had advice I tried putting all my fury into the books I write, if she had known a character from my book would one day control me and ask that I call him master, I'm pretty sure she would never had asked that I write such genre of book.
I stood in the middle of the room, a little bit confuse. I was wondering if I should
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