A Freaking Story About Stuff in The 70's
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MatureOngoing8m
Last published Sat, Jun 27, 2020
Hi. This is a story about *no one* because it's focused on this messed up teenage friend *gRouP* containing Monica, Sandra, and Brandy.
I'm honestly just doing this for fun.
but it also stars my third dad, Rick Astley let's CLAP it up
This takes place in the 70's by the way, since I can't just have a crap story on here with no information on it.
I'm like, three years old or something why am I writing this strange stuff.
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