Two More Months
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Last published Sun, Jul 28, 2013
Im Carolin. 14 years old. Niall Horans former best friend. Currently battling cancer... The doctor said I have two more months left.... well night im logging off :-l -Updated 17 minutes ago via mobile What?! Cari cant have cancer! I need to go back home and fast! The girl I love has two months Oh My God
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