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A Minha Historia De Amor
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Ongoing, First published Mar 16, 2016
Mature
Essa história fala sobre mim é claro e também do meu grande amor.
Tudo começou quando conheci um menino chamado Breno na festa de virada de ano . Isso não e um máximo ?!
Nesta história vocês leitores vão encontrar muito amor, carinho, e varias loucuras.
Espero que gostem ! 
---Tudo oque vou contar e verdade viu ! 
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