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Evil Heart Trusts

LECTURAS 408
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LECTURAS 408
Votos 34
Partes 17
Hora 1h 12m

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You're forced to hold the world's pain in your heart.
It doesn't help that you're evil passion burns every time you're actually happy.
You're not normal.
You don't even know what normal is.
What would you do if you were forced to be something you're not?
You little, evil, sweet heart.Todos los derechos reservados

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Brutally yours

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