Our school is so against us selling flowers that we were forced to prepare and arrange everything inside one classroom, which was ours. Baro and I didn't really bother. If only the school allowed us to use the greenhouse we wouldn't have been in such a packed room.
but you know what was amazing? At least you talked to me... a lot.
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painkiller; sandeul
Poetry"You're like my painkiller- one smile from you somehow manages to kill all the pain" 》short chapters ∆∆•∆::
