KAWAN
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"aku gan kau just KAWAN kan kenapa kau nak tahu semua pasal aku.. "Hqisla
"kau suka aku? aku suka kau? ke"Hqisla
"kau tak pernah macam ni, kenape "Hewbert
dan..
"kau pompuan... sentisa kat sisi dia sbb kau KAWAN dia je kan.., kesian lah kat kau.. .jgn nak rapat sangat " Liesa
kawan tpi ada perasaan.. camney tok ohhh.. mok polah tok jdi kawan sejati tp lain pulak jdi..
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