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  • HeyThereImLynsey par sweetheartlynseyxoxo
    sweetheartlynseyxoxo
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      LECTURES 5
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      Chapitres 1
    HeyThereImLynsey and I'm 20 years old. I live with something called Autism. The type is PDDNOS. I don't remember what it stands for? But there's more about me. Live in an Group Home in NY. God it's so lovely. NOT! I've been here since June or whatever now. I have friends/family and my two dogs with phone, of course. I dropped out of school at a age I couldn't end it at. There's too much to know. BUT! Last thing: I see good in all people. Even if I look like an Monster? My heart is good. You all have good hearts also. Now do you understand MY Story? I hope you do. Why? This is the end. Love you ALL! and yes? This is REAL✔️✔️👌👌🙊🙊💚💚
  • Rant Book par trophyjolie
    trophyjolie
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      LECTURES 1,492
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      Chapitres 49
    Ici, c'est signé Lynsey. Qui suis-je ? Vous allez vite le découvrir !
  • The Winged Clouds par frozensnows
    frozensnows
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      LECTURES 116
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      Chapitres 5
    This story's characters are: Lynsey Paige Vega, Nathalie Kristell Grace, Austin Mahone, and Ross Lynch, this story is not for people under 5 years❤️
  • #lady par Annahutchins_
    Annahutchins_
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      LECTURES 13
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      Chapitres 1
  • oh hot damn this is my jam i am falling for a billionaire par finding_marissa
    finding_marissa
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      LECTURES 1,375
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 1
    what happens when lynsey ellicott starts working for billionaire xander sinclair
  • Here today, gone tomorrow ( a Casper Lee and Joe Sugg  fanfiction) par YoutubeFanfic_Queen5
    YoutubeFanfic_Queen5
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      LECTURES 32
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      Chapitres 4
    Scatterings of red dust leapt away from his heels, mimicking him. Don't come back. Hoards of deformed rocks whimpered beneath his heavy feet as the sun sank on our futures. Don't come back. There was a warm sound on the air, honey distorted by coal, a voice laced with the words of a beggars tongue. Don't come back. I watched his body disappear into a haze of heat and sweat.... The sand was still, the horizon empty. A hand reached out in front of me, I think it was mine.... Come back.