How Much Is Too Much?
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Last published Mon, Jul 20, 2020
This isn't a ordinary love story, of course there a bit of romance but it not what your used to in a story, by the end of this you will ask yourself How much is too much? My name is Jaelyn King, I am twenty one years old, I have short curly hair, brown eyes and I'm also 5'8 with a Job and a car let me be more specific a 2010 Nissan Altima color burgundy. I live with both of my parents in Florida and I am currently single. Oh did I forget to mention that I have a severe case of depression? Of course no one would think that because I am always goofing off and always being playful; there is no way anyone can tell that I am broken and damaged on the inside. Stay Smiling Kids.
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