suicida BTS y tu (jungkook y tu)
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Last published Sat, Sep 1, 2018
t/n una chica fria y es antisocial que vive con su madre y su padrastro que la violo cuando tenia 5 años y su vida fue una total mierda pero su vida cambiara cuando conosca a 7 chicos que cambiara todo en ella....
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