TEENAGE CRUSH
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ITO ANG STORY TUNGKOL SA CRUSH IN SCHOOL .
advice ko , wag kau magpka inlove sa boy o girl n kakamatay :)
THIS IS A TRUE STORY :)
HOPE YOU LIKE IT :)
Love defined by.,
A 5 year old Girl - "Love is when he takes my chocolates and comes back with its wrapper..."
A 10 year old Girl - "Love is when we work for a project and he intentionally touch my hand trying to get a pen..."
A 15 year old Girl - "Love is when we get caught bunking and he takes the blame..."
An 18 year old Girl - "Love is when at farewell he hugs me saying keep in touch..."
A 21 year old Girl - "Love is when he runs fromcollege with me just for a week long trip together.."
A 26 year old - "Love is when he proposes me with a rose and makes a fool of himself..."
and says, "You know i love You..."
A 35 year old woman - "love is when he cleans the house seeing me tired.."
A 50 year old woman - "love is when he is ill and still cracks a joke just me laugh..."
A 60 year old woman - "love is when he is taking his last breath and saying.."
I am glad as you know what love is and leavesme with a tear forever...
LOVE IS A SUPREME FEELING... ♥
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