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Apr 2014
You know me,
The real me
No else does
So it gets lonely.
No one knows the meaning of... or the dot or on the rocks ...no one here knows who I am. I have 1 friend with ulterior motives and ugh im sick of it here. Its impossible without him.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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