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Believe me, I wanted to say. I've tried. Oh, and also, I'm wretchedly in love with you. Keep it light.
Stephenie Meyer
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Stephenie Meyer
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: December 24
Actor
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Hartford
Connecticut
Stephenie Morgan Meyer
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