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Kik messenger

LECTURAS 1,351
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LECTURAS 1,351
Votos 48
Partes 23
Hora 1h 10m

Carrie Carrie sour as a berry, why won't you just die no one will carey. My own song made just for me, my life was bad enough then this  happened. I met Don'tworry on kik, but he or she was trying to protect me. I started talking to kik, but he seemed like a real person .  I met a guy name Ricky, sure he was sweet and all, but that was just a cover up; behind that he was a murderer, making me the eighth victim. I wasn't going to let that happen..... Or did it already?Todos los derechos reservados

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