sweet crime
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- Chapitres 8
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture53m
Dernière publication dim., mai 18, 2025
-YOUR A FAILURE YOUR SHIT I HOPE YOU WERE NEVER BORN WHY DO YOU EXIST YOU FAT SHIT
she said it
-i know
-I WISH YOU DIED I WISH YOU WEREN'T MY DAUGHTER
i left
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Stella Griffin a young girl with loves people
She's a 20 year old with a best friend named Adeline (no not hauting adeline thank you very much)and her passion is horse riding in the discipline of cross.
This young girl is learning to be a ophthalmologist
she's a book lover and a sketcher
Enzo Cullen is a 25 year old who has a little sister and a buisness
he is a grumpy artistic kid who loves to paint
he is the type touch her you die
(Text me on my instagram account for ideas or wanting to inspire from my book @lara_et_lena kisses)
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