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here we go again

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jun 3, 2024
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a story based on Bad Dream off Model _____ "Please stop playing with my emotions. We haven't been good for the past couple weeks. I feel like this is just a bad dream and I'm dying to wake up from it because I love you. I don't want to project bad ideas that might break us up but I feel like that's all I been doing. Just tell me you don't want this anymore." "I do want this." "But?" "I'm going to sound crazy if I try to explain myself." "Well try." _____ braeden lemasters x original character
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