I Got A War In My Mind
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Son yayınlanan Paz, Eyl 14, 2014
Dylan. Black messy hair. Green eyes. Skinny jeans. Bandanas. Skateboards.
7 words. I love him more than my life.
But the question is
Will I get him to like me back?
Will Sarah take him away from me forever?
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