Ms. Transparent meets Mr. Famous
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Last published Mon, Mar 31, 2014
I hate Bitches, I hate Sluts, I hate whores, in short I hate myself. Since the day that he left me, I became Transparent. I'm alive but my soul is dead. But that JERK came into my life and he changed me. - Aira Ericka Del Valle
I love her, She loves HIM and He loves her. I'm nothing but a worthless person. But she changed me. She makes me feel that i'm the most important person in this world. - Charles Matthew De Ocampo
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