The Liberator
he/him/his
23
April 10
Lavaridge Town
Figuring it Out
Penitent
Renegade
Turned on my friends and brought them pain. I have no right to show I can change. But I gotta try!
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Isaac Merlo
Shore: Tori & Isaac [RT]
POSTED ON Nov 30, 2023 21:43:22 GMT
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