Incandescent
- LETTURE 44
- Voti 3
- Parti 2
In corso8m
Ultima pubblicazione mer, dic 25, 2013
I've always been running. From the 'bad guys'. The organization people dislike because of their incapability to leave things be. But this time, it's my own stupidity that got me here.
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