Beautiful Euphoria

Beautiful Euphoria

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Dylan Roseberry is a piece of art. Perfectly sculpted to love and cherish. He's my best friend and I'd marry him on the spot. Jason Paez was there too all of a sudden taking me on adventures I'd actually enjoyed. But there's this boy named Jeremiah whose burned into my mind. I dream about him. And the dreams get more and more abundant the more my feelings grow. Dylan warns me about him ; to be careful. Nothing was going to change my mind as I learned five things about Jeremiah : 1. He was in tenth grade. 2. He was actually really talented in everything. 3. He wanted to be an engineer when he got older. 4. His birthday was October 15, which meant he was a Libra. 5. He may not have won the basketball game, but he definitely had won something...but I wouldn't say the cheesy "he stole or won my heart" line, though.
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