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just to get this clear i had just broke up with my beloved well was beloved girlfriend but im good i know shes still not the one. The one ,the truely one was long ago but thats going to happen in the story later on. Well enjoy my life story as a soon to be freshmen this school year . My name is is Abel I'm tallish for my age,people see me as the good guy or bad but I don't care. I have brown hair with brown eyes i love black
You may think love is all so beautiful but I dont I envy love ,all so wanna be love life,thinking they were meant for each other,but its not .People think love is meaningful but ITS NOT. this is my personal story on how people lie in love. I thought I found the one but I was wrong and here's my story. It all started with the new neighbor which I met in school ,(ima tell you know I'm going quick on this part since it didn't matter to me) soon I went out with then ,broke up.then I met her friends which was different from my group. So this is how it all went down I
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