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Last published Wed, May 20, 2020
this little piece of writting is some of my life experiences .
and my little stupid heart who happend to be the witness.
well! i wont spoil the story by giving a preview.
it is not exactly a story just my experience with myself. people say m crazy , loving, charming and too kind (nobody never said that m beautiful)😂😂😂 not even my exlover (well only my bestfriend used to say it maybe just to keep my heart😊)
BACK TO SUBJECT!!!
well i think thats what i felt when i saw her.(kind,beautiful,charming,loving) i didnt believed the crazy part until she did a few things.
its been more then 11 years and a little more since i had my first crush on this girl. who was my senior.
and trust me everyguy in the school drooled over her.i mean she was a perfect and obviously she was the miss queen of the school.
and i was the new kid😏.
i tried not to spill the story still it came out a little😐😐😐. hope u'll like the mess i was around her.
4 (try to go through once. i'll be thankfull for ur kindness).
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