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First Stop: Empty Spaces
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This might contain grammatical and typographical errors. My inbox is open, you can correct me anytime. (edit, 2024: I wrote this years ago, that was during the lowest point in my life. I wasn't at my best during that time and it felt like I've poured everything in here. Hindi ko na rin 'to magawang mai-edit dahil sobrang bigat ng story ni Cons for me and parang nabubuksan ulit 'yung mga sugat, it will probably take time... but hopefully soon.)
This story contains themes, issues, events and strong languages that are not suitable for very young audiences. Some scenes might trigger some individuals, reader discretion is advised.
That's it, buckle your seatbelts and enjoy the ride.
"To you who keeps on fighting despite everything, thank you for being brave. I'm proud of you."
Happy reading!
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental.
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Empty Spaces
RomanceToo much pressure and expectations. Lots of pain and bullshits. Living has always been like that. You fall, you try to stand up, and then you'll fall again. You've been hurt, you'll be healed and then another pain comes in. Being alive... is really...
