Enough of that kid who only has one thing on his head, the boy you used and you strip the boy and once this is cleared, the boy kills you with his beautiful words and phrases and a day for the other disappears. Enough of that guy who knows esactamente as you sigh but no one thought for you. Why are men so cruel? Why love hurts so much?. These questions will never get a response are those that make me art.
So many things I want to say to the kids and do not like, so many things I want to tell you specifically and do not like. There is one day if I could tell you everything that I love you and tell you instead of the pressure off running by me to be your girl friend.But got no idea that if each girl got to tell you what I feel for you girls will be left without...
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