SecretlyInloveSeven By P.K

SecretlyInloveSeven By P.K

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I can still remember her email address on Friendster, even her favorite number. Which is 719. She also told me my full name is same as the syllables of her favorite number 7. And this is our story. Hope You Enjoy Guys. Don't forget to share. Btw its my 1st time to submit. And its a True Story. PS: Most of my sentence are wrong grammar. I would be glad if someone could help me and trace the wrong grammars, Have a Nice Day Guys:D
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