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MÓJ BYŁY PSYCHOPATA/MY EX IS A PSYCHOPATH

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18+ OPWIEŚĆ NA FAKTACH ,KTÓRA SPRAWIŁA ,ŻE JUŻ  NIGDY NIE STANĘ SIĘ NORMALNA. HISTORIA O CZŁOWIEKU ,KTÓRY ZABRAŁ MI DUSZE A ZE MNIE ZROBIŁ POTWORA . (PRZEPRASZAM ZA WSZYSTKIE BŁĘDY)18+ A STORY BASED ON FACTS THAT MADE ME NEVER BECOME NORMAL AGAIN.  A STORY ABOUT A MAN WHO TOOK MY SOUL AND MADE ME A MONSTER.  (I'M SORRY FOR ALL THE MISTAKES)All Rights Reserved

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