SORRY DOESN'T HELP IT
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SORRY
One day in a big white house with three bedrooms and bathrooms.With a dance studio,gym,homework
room,and music studio.
Tia': Hi my name is Tia'Love I'm 17 I attend to TilerHigh.My friends are Karrington, Joslyn,La'mya, and Shania.They all have boyfreidns accept ME and do you wanna know there boyfriends name. If you said no then o well.
KARRINGTON AND DAMION
JOSLYN AND PJ
LA'MYA AND PRODIGY
SHINIA AND RAY RAY
MYSELF AND MYSELF.
It is so boring because all they do is kiss and I'm like bruhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
wassup my name is chesato but every one calls me rock royal or roc , I'm 17 I go to tiler high ,my homeboys are DAMIEN, PJ, PRODIGY, RAYRAY.
all of them have girlfriends except for me
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