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  • Jokes di loverbunny123
    loverbunny123
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      LETTURE 1
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      Parti 1
    Knock knock Who's there Banana Banana who Banana splite
  • Ask or Dare My Oc's di StoryAlpha47112
    StoryAlpha47112
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      LETTURE 10
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      Parti 1
    Hello there! I hope you enjoy and ask questions and or/ dares.
  • ship story di Aphmaufan2001
    Aphmaufan2001
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      LETTURE 14
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      Parti 3
    tell me a ship and I try to write a story about it
  • who are we?.. di MousaOmran5
    MousaOmran5
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      LETTURE 4
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      Parti 1
    We always run away... It is really difficult to know that the foundations on which we walk are unbalanced... for fear of answering the question: Who are we? Humanity simply decided to resort and reassure themselves to established laws that are far from a satisfactory answer
  • Ask me and ssb di ShadowHunterGirl8876
    ShadowHunterGirl8876
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      LETTURE 5
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      Parti 1
  • Just a quick question no need to read di Lexben10
    Lexben10
    • WpView
      LETTURE 10
    • WpPart
      Parti 1
  • Ask or dare me di ShadowHunterGirl8876
    ShadowHunterGirl8876
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      LETTURE 6
    • WpPart
      Parti 2
    Please
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  • Twisted Salvation  di Crimsonblood001
    Crimsonblood001
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      LETTURE 34
    • WpPart
      Parti 6
    Twisted Salvation - by Crimson Blood Triggered Warning - love,betrayal, heavy smut I wasn't meant to exist-unplanned, unwanted, unloved. My childhood was a battlefield, where silence was my only armor and love was a language I never learned. Then I met him. He made me feel wanted, needed-even special. But love wasn't what he gave me. It was possession wrapped in sweet words, control disguised as care. By the time I saw the bars of my cage, it was too late. I belonged to him. Or so I thought. Then he came-dark, relentless, and impossible to ignore. He wasn't gentle. He didn't promise to save me. But he saw the chains wrapped around me and dared me to break them. This isn't a love story. It's survival. A war between the past that tried to own me and the force that refused to let me go.