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So my crush actually likes me and I freak out and would u tell ur friends that you crush likes you Yes you would . So then I say Yes and sometimes I get mad at him for little reason he says that I perfect just the way I'm am I'm just looking at him like wtf. So now we been dating sense 3-20-15 and people think we are cute. And if we break the world splits. So this 6th grader comes to me and says that she calls dibs on him,I say " he ain't a toy , like." And then I was like he don't like or know you so back the fuck off and I almost got a right up Oh well I'm just protecting my boyfriend from other girls when they call him sexy. LIKE
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