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I was thinking of one last meet up before I go to college last we meet I cried like a baby.i thought of meeting on more time and said why not meet up for the last time.we meet up at my Grandma's cafè
"Hey yoongs"happy as always like he is
"Can you not call me that"I'm always that cold to him but that day I wasn't
"I thought you liked the nicknames :^"I can't fucking function there's something wrong with me when I with him I just can't stop thinking about him he's to funny and happy all the time while I'm here cold hearted and sad,depressed and hopeless but when I look at him I see something else that makes me happy inside but I can't show it I'm to cold and stupid enough to think what virginity is.i just can't help myself anymore people might even think I'm a slut at school and might think I'm gay I don't even know if I am but everytime I next to a boy that's cute I turn dark red for the hole day.

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