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Ultima pubblicazione mer, apr 13, 2016
Ever since she was 15, Taylor's face has been plastered upon every news front page. The flashing lights of Hollywood can ruin a person. They have the power to make people go mad or just simply hate themselves. To deal with this some turn to drugs, others just let it drive them mad, and the rest try to do everything they can to make it stop. To make themselves perfect. Just like Taylor. The girl had walls a mile high to keep what she was doing to make herself perfect stay hidden. But when her boyfriend Ed and her crew from the Red tour finally see what her strange habits meant will they be able to save her?
Or will Hollywood claim another?
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