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#SoANextGen ❝ She's a tornado with pretty eyes and a heartbeat.❞⌠Roleplay | Fake | Mature⌡

Charming, CA
Joined May 2018
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Abel Thomas Teller † SAMCRO Legacy. Son of Jax Teller. Trying to fix what my father and his father couldn’t. #SOA #NextGen Storylines|Banter. My world @VolatileTurmoil Mature Content/Themes. Triggers. Drugs. Alcohol. Sex. Violence. Ramblings of #Riven
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|. All replies tomorrow. Night, all!
What does a girl have to do around here to get some SL's?
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“She’s a combination of sensitive and savage”
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|. I need to do a new intro at some point.
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His hands peel away every layer of my desires...
ღ Cadence Teller ღ Mature | Descriptive Writer ღ Abel's wife ღ Roleplay Account ღ #SoA #NextGen ღ Adult Themes | Violence | Triggers | Language ღ DM's by invite only
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𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰: nitter.gq/VolatileTurmoil/status…
𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘊𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦. Intro solo: Three long fucking years. Had it been that long already? Mentally crossing off every birthday, Christmas and any other special occasion in my head as I stared at the date on the calendar. --
𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘊𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦. Intro solo: Three long fucking years. Had it been that long already? Mentally crossing off every birthday, Christmas and any other special occasion in my head as I stared at the date on the calendar. --
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-- runs, there was nothing I could do about those. I’d packed my bags more times than I could count. Threatening to leave him. And every time, he’d work that Teller charm. Promise me he would change and I was stupid enough to believe it. And three years --
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-- later, here I was. Living alone in his family home while he lived in the back room at the clubhouse with his triad of whores. Tapping my fingers tips to the calendar, whispering into the emptiness, Happy Anniversary, Caddie.