Rotten To The Core

Rotten To The Core

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There is good in this world... And there is evil. And we will salvage whatever is left, of our dear Remnant. My name is Teddy Rowanwood. I'm entering the Academy this year. I will either rise up with my peers, or I will fall down through the cracks in between dark and light. Being so good, never felt this bad.... Hahaha man, I bet y'all thought I was serious! Let's do this again shall we? My name is Teddy Rowanwood, and I really like unicorns, and I really want to be your class president. Hah just kidding, maybe. But I do really like unicorns.
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