Tough Love
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Última publicación dom, nov 30, 2014
Hi my name is Mya , I have 2 siblings Katelyn, Dajah . My mom is Lisa but sadly my dad Lerenzo passed away 2 years ago yeah I know I shouldnt still be moppin aronud and crying everytime I look at that picture on my nightstand but it's hard when you have someone you love gone forever never being able to vent or cry to someone is very tough , The only one I have is my nigga Devin.
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