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No longer his |M.E|
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Continúa, Has publicado jul 29, 2014
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I'm Julie Herrera, I live a life of hope, happiness, and love, and well everything opposite of that....
I live a life I can't run away from
It was all good in the beginning but now I'm dealing with stress, drama, and a lot of hate, 
I love fame, don't get me wrong meeting people is amazing, but I hate how I'm living it- who I'm living it with, I hate that it's no longer Matt there by my side. 
I hate that he's no longer here.
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