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You aren't afraid of throwing yourself in the path of danger, but you're terrified of letting anyone in.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
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This was the last thing I expected. You destroy my life and then feed me some inspiratonal philosophy.
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I'm backing down now. I really do love you. That's why I'm doing this.
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Yeah according to my- Hey, are you staring at my chest? -Rose to Adrian
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