Forever and Always ~Ptv
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Last published Tue, Apr 15, 2014
I'm Karlynn, I'M 19, I live in Cali wih my aunt and uncle. My parents aren't really there for me anymore Because "I'm to much to handle". My aunt and uncle say the same thing, and now spouse that's why they sent me to live with Vic, Mike, and their bands mates. I'm tired of all this I just wanna live some where and not be moved around every month. Anyway I better get back to packing my things. Bye!
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