Camera Shy (Michael Clifford)
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, May 22, 2015
I keep my feelings in. I have no friends. Well, music is my friend if you count that. I am a mute. My name is Riley Mathews. And this is my life. Being shy and scared of everything around me.
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