What isn't there to like about her, every time I see her smile I think of all the fun we had together. And when she laughs she makes me smile.
We both are insecure and struggle with school. I'll post when I get back from school
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My Rant Of Grade 8
RandomWhats happened In grade 8 and a bit of 9 is... To give you a brief... Heart break, pain, used, and some good things with good times
