Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining
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- Parts 13
Ongoing1h 52m
Last published Thu, Aug 9, 2012
I guess here is where i’m supposed to write a bit about me, but that’s the thing, there’s nothing to write, nothing i’m willing to tell you anyway, so yeah, I guess you could say I have trust issues, but I think it’s more that i’m not exactly ready to tell my story just yet. I’m not affraid to tell you, I just can’t really find the words to make you understand. To make anyone understand…
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