Unordinary Love
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Well, I'm sure you hear of all these love stories about the bad boy falling for the good girl. Well, I have a unordinary love story to tell you.
It started off with me and this guy, Jayke. I was a good girl. He is a bad boy, and of course I was like all those girls who love a bad boy image. If you didn't notice, I said I WAS a good girl. Well, Jayke changed me.
We broke up a couple months ago and I seem to be liking this bad girl image.
But there's this guy.
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