My initials are H.I.M. Haley Isabelle Mossin. The funny thing is I'm in love with him. No not me H.I.M but the him as in a boy. My favorite place is were we met. A bench in the middle of a field. He was just sitting there and I happen to find him on my way there and now were love in. Or at least I know I'm in love I don't know if he is but I last I knew he was pretty love struck. NOT THAT WAY. Perve. Don't ask how I was lead to the bench there let me tell you how I was lead to the bench in the middle of that field.
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Woth this story I'm really tryng for it to make sense but i don't really know if it does. And I'm apologizing cause every holiday/birthday or just a simple event isn't placed right but I hope we just skip that and pretend it is right