This Is My Life
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MatureOngoing22m
Last published Tue, May 30, 2017
Hi .. i'm Avia, and Im just a little girl trying to get around in life. I've been through a lot.. it might not sound like it, but if u just put yourself in my shoes as we go through.. you might have a hint, but not all of my life was bad until i met him. He changed my life in the best and the worse of ways, but i would never ever go back to the past and change what i have done to get me here.
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