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his mistake (Logan Paul from a fans pov)

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this story is going to be about the mistake Logan Paul made and how it affected me as a very large fan of his content but this is going to be about how it affected me physically and emotionally it's this book it's going to be everywhere we're going to be talkin from suicide to how I see it in the snap of my fingers like I am a very everywhere person and I'm using voice type so my grammar is a bit messed up but it's going to be highly detailed I'm hopingTous Droits Réservés

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