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Oct 2014
Lie
you tell me if I wait, but you tell others it was already to late. thanks for lying, now I begin crying. I thought you were serious, you little lying **** now I'm curious. Why do you tell others no, but you tell me you wouldn't let me go.
N.A.H
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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