Focus On Me
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She is so damn pretty...... I can't breathe properly. She makes me feel.
He's not real...he can't be...I can't seduce him like I can everyone else...and I want to...
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HE CAN'T BE THIS PRETTY!! AS A FINE ASS MAN HE SO PRETTY....I NEED TO SEE HIM
He is interesting..... he won't give up... it's annoying.......he's cute though... charming.
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