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Dec 2019
Got the keys to my heart back. I'm a lock it and keep it safe in my pocket. No one mess with me please, I'm recovering. I've got deteriorating feelings I'm trying to catch. Ready to reach for the stars because I know one day i can shine. Wasn't meant to be but I still need to fix up my life. I'm bout to move out. Ready to avoid the same mistakes because I know I can be a mess. But I've got myself some new motives to clean up.
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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