My IDIOT Next Door Neighbor
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Last published Wed, Jan 28, 2015
Brianna is my name. Niall is the devil next door. He sneaks in my room at night and I wake up with whip cream in my hair. Its okay though, he's about to move tomorrow afternoon to England. I hope he stagsnx-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Niall here! I just hacked Brianna cheap ass computer to tell you that she thinks we are moving to England, which were not, we are just taking a 1 week vacation. Can't wait to see her face when I come back next week MUHAHAHHA!!!!!!
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