Red Roses Have Their Thorns

Red Roses Have Their Thorns

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Ongoing10m

Last published Tue, Dec 25, 2012

Bullies, horrible teachers, parents remarriage and loss of a loved one. Can things get any better? Should I run from this meeting with my past like I have been for the past six years or finally face it? What could go wrong? Remember: Red Roses Have Their Thorns

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