INTO YOUR WORLD
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The only sound I like to hear again and again is his laugh and for the information I don't like loud people but...... he's an exception.
Everyone loves him. Every girls want to be his friend..well guys too . I don't want anything from him, not even a good morning and good night
But why is he looking at me like that...like he knew I don't come up ask him and he is challenging me to do it.....
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