I Knew You Were Trouble
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Last published Tue, Jan 29, 2013
This a story inspired from Taylor Swift song I Knew You Were Trouble. It has your whole typical bad boy story line but I'm going to try and add a bit of a twist. I don't update often so you'll have to bear with me. Currently I'm suffering from a severe case of Writers Block that just might kill me. You should read this story anyways! :) and feel free to tell me what you think as well?
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