Her Worst Fear
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Última publicación dom, may 15, 2016
My worst fear, is intimacy. Being an abused child was the one thing I didn't have control over. I admit its drove me to not trusting many people. My name is Alice Baker and this is my story of how I let go of my Worst Fear.
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