innocence || bieber
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MatureComplete Wed, Nov 5, 20142h 37m
“what doesn't kill you, fucks you up. mentally.”
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{ WARNING: this story has sexual content, foul language and even so some trigger warnings. please just know this is a story, but even so, please be aware of it. if you are going through a hard time, don't worry you can get through this, im here to talk, just ask for my kik or something, and I guarantee you i will do anything to make you feel even the slightest bit better. im here and i love you. }
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