Miss Jackson

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"As I type this on my phone, I think to myself 'What the hell am I doing with my life?'" 
- Chrissy Jackson, City Lights

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My band mates forced me to do this

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role play for @-Melo- 's book "Heart Strings"All Rights Reserved

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