No more exuses

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So at first I was only interested in having kfc delivered to my bit of town, but kfc eventually delivers where I live now. So the only excuse I had to talk to him was kfc.

What I admire so much about him is that he lives in his own world. He dresses the way he wants, does whatever he wants, and he looks happy and has plenty of friends so I could only imagine what beneficial thing would come with dating him.

How I know he likes me, well the looks as one said "the eyes Chico they never lie" he looks at me in such a way that I know. He looks for me when I'm not around. And when I'm not looking he looks at me.

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