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wrong wrong wrong... its just plain wrong...
damn, when i was 8 years old i was playing with legos and running around pretending i was a squirrel or something... the idea of modeling for anything at all never even entered my mind... i didn't care, i was 8..
my question is.. what's going to happen to this poor girl's childhood?
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I dare you to forget the marks you left across my neck from those nights when we were both found at our best. Now I could make this obvious, and you..you could deny me all in one breath. You could shrug me off your shoulders. Just forget me.. it's that simple.
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