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Feb 2016
"i'm scared."
"why's that? you know you can tell me anything."
"i'm terrified you're going to hurt me."
"oh baby, you know that's the last thing i'd do."
"that's what the last one said too..."*

maybe next time.
i don't need a fortune teller to tell me our future.
Kristica
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Kristica  Find me in the forest
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   m i a and Bianca Reyes
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