you, me and 1D
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MatureComplete Sun, Feb 24, 20131h 38m
One. Direction. For the past two months theses two words have been on my mind. It has been two months since I have found out about one direction. Since than I have made it my personal mission to get everything 1D. so far I have 5 shirts, 3 shorts, 6 pairs of shoes and two dresses. I have also made so stuff but they don’t count. I have 20 posters of the brittish/irish boyband and 10 magizines. Your probably wondering how I can afford this, well when I was 16 and my sister was 14 our mother died in a car crash and our dad committed suicide when he found out. My sister and I have about 30 million dollars in each of our bank accounts. So we are pretty much set for life. When I turned 18 I adopted my sister officially. Woops I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Stella dawn. I have a sister named caitlyn and a biffle named Taleigha. I have long brown and red hair, odd I know but I got bored of my natural hair colour. Any who, I have bright green eyes I have an okay body, and like most people I still get the occasional pimple or two. So this is my, Caits and Taleigha’s story on how we met One direction.
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