my chemical camp
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Complete Sun, Aug 30, 2015<5 mins
it all started one day at camp I new no one there so I see this one beautiful girl at camp she was wearing a panic at the disco shirt and I just couldn't help myself so I went up to the beautiful girl and told her I love your band shirt and she said thanks and walked off so I went into my cabin and changed my shirt to a pierce the veil shirt. so later that day the girl noticed my shirt and said I like you shirt and walked off again and I knew we have to be friends so the next day we had the shooting class and so we started talking about bands we liked and favorite band members and other stuff it was like I found the love of my life just sitting right in front of me.
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