End to all madness

End to all madness

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 4, 2014
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Romance
a young girl aged 17 has lost everything that means the whole to her until an old friend appears.. life living with a dad who only cares about only himselve and his wife or the monster. only having my sister here to comfort me in the rough time had to be the best until it turned into shit..... from my life was turned outside down and i had no way to get out of it..
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