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Voir le profilonce a PERV, always a PERV (p.s. : esta frase diz tudo o que precisam de saber sobre mim! kkkk) About me: Portuguesa com muito...
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The story is the fruit of my fertile imagination. The characters, the locations, the school, T-U-D-O came out of my head. New cover made by my beloved LilyLi. The images were found on Google, and I have no idea who it belongs to. If you don't like stories with a suicidal protagonist, a piece of bad path that confuses us, and something mystical, don't read. Please don't be ghost readers. I love that you leave reviews, and it gives me motivation to keep writing.
Statistiques de l'histoire
Fiche technique & mises à jour
Première publication
26 de setembro de 2012
Dernière mise à jour
2 de outubro de 2012
Statut éditorial
En cours
Langue
Português (Brasil)
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