He Hung The Stars
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Last published Sun, Mar 13, 2016
Stephen Miller was just and average guy to everyone else,but to Morgan Barrier he was the world.
"Big Booty Cutie!" He yelled at me.
"Jealous much?" I giggle.
Morgans tears roll down her face as she looks back on this memory.
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