What you mean to me

What you mean to me

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Look little boy I'm not your average bitch I'm not like those other girls I'm not going to wag my tail like a little dog for you, you may think you have everyone fooled but im not buying it Well I think we should be friends and I hope one day you'll take my hand and i can be by your side together Alice white has never talked or spoken to anyone since kindergarten and is very anti social and she is one of the strongest people you will probably ever meet and no this story will not start off with a beautiful day with a summer breeze this will all take place while she was working at a neat little coffee shop Alex sanders he has the looks that could kill with a heart of gold but no Matter how many girls threw themselves at him he was never interested
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