You Are Me & I Am You
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Hi.. I'm X! I'm 17 years old living in a small town called Peaceville. Ironic for the certain events that happen.
Every day i get up to my curtains slightly opened & the sound of a 60's record player playing 70's - 90's music my parents are very keen on the old days they loved it back then.
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