It Started With a Simple Hello
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Ongoing22m
Last published Sun, Feb 15, 2015
Obviously I wasnt the typical college girl, I was hurt many times and I drank to get rid of the momories. My whole life was a mess. I was missing something but I didn't know what it was. I didnt even know who I was. Not until I met him.
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