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"huh,siapa yang sudi pacaran sama orang freak kaya dia? biarpun gue dibayar dengan 100000000000000 dolar gaakan gue terima!"
ya itu kata kata yang pertama keluar dari mulut gue pas ketemu sama dia.
tapi gue rasa gue mulai memakan omongan gue sendiri.
A/N : harriana merapaaaaat :D
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imagines abt Ariana grande x gp y/n ᴱⱽᴱᴿʸᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ ᴵˢ ᶠᴬᴷᴱ ᴰᴼᴺᵀ ᵀᴬᴷᴱ ᴵᵀ ᵁᴾ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴬˢˢ (𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨) ps *𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙮/𝙣 𝘁𝗼𝗼*
𝙉𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚. | Z.M
──── ୨୧ ──── 𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝘼𝙘𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙮, 𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜-𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙠𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡, 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙩; 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙮. 𝙏𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 ──── ୨୧ ────Concluída
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imagines abt Ariana grande x gp y/n ᴱⱽᴱᴿʸᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ ᴵˢ ᶠᴬᴷᴱ ᴰᴼᴺᵀ ᵀᴬᴷᴱ ᴵᵀ ᵁᴾ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴬˢˢ (𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨) ps *𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙮/𝙣 𝘁𝗼𝗼*
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