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Hello there readers. I bet you're all wondering what this it? It's not an Aphmau fanfiction or a FNAF fanfiction. This is Non-Fiction. This is real. This is the story of FreeFlyer68. This is the story of me. This is my autobiography. This is the story of my life.

Ethan: " What are these flowers that you're putting all around my bedroom?" Me: "They're oleanders" Ethan: "I thought these flowers were poisonous." Me: "Exactly"

my outdated about me book, started may 2019 and completed january 2020 you can find my contemporary 'about me' book on this account, and a new edition on my active main soon

Try to see yourself in my shoes for once.(corresponds with HEAVEN ON EARTH) THIS STORY IS PARTLY FICTION!!!!! (Finished) In this story some people are called mean things I do not mean any of these things what so ever I thought it would give a little spice in my life to create some drama. Reminder this story is manly fiction.

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙔/𝙣 𝙇/𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘼𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙟𝙖 𝘾𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙘❞ ❥︎ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ❥︎ᴠʟᴀᴅɪsʟᴀᴠ ʀɪʙɴɪᴋᴀʀ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ❥︎sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ɪɴ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴜᴘ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ ༄ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 21, 2023 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 : 𝙼𝚊𝚢 4, 2024 ༄

This is my love storee that's based on real events and people that occurred in my life. I'm 26 years old now, but I wrote this to show you guys roses still grow through concrete. Come read my love storee from the beginning to end. I plan on getting this published professionally. Characters name have been changed. All rights belong to me!

Before you dive into this story, I need you to promise me something. I need you to promise me just this one thing and I believe you're one of those people that keeps their promises. Okay, now it's done. You, my dear reader, just promise me not to hate him. See, he really didn't have a choice. Well, maybe he did in the eyes of some people, but in his, he didn't, and I'm sure he considered every other way, every other angle. But in the end it all came to this. And I'm glad, I'm so fucking glad that he chose that direction. That he chose to go down that route. Why? Because he saved me. He saved me from pain. He saved me from misery. He saved me from becoming something I always despised. But first ... He gave me love. He gave me happiness. He gave me freedom. He helped me to become the best of me. And for that, I'm grateful.

Am I ever going to completely forget? Is he? Is true love forever? Is fate real? I'm still wondering. This story is inspired by true events.