#metoo @fifty two.
#Metoo is something that's been there for a long time .Talking about it, may ruin the person but what's the use. It's like children trying to say he only first Gabe me trouble. Any trouble has to be nipped in the bud. On the spot. Cure it as it happens or if you doubt it. It's like cancer. Don't let it grow or stay brooding over it for long. Just throw it out of the system and carry on. You did not do anything wrong. Have that clear and straight in your system. 

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