Heart Beat Rule|| h.s
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Dernière publication ven., nov. 7, 2014
You know that moment when your heart beats so much, it might jump out on your ribcage? Well, maybe of course your'e thinking right now of being in the middle of a predicament such as:
a. You found out your favorite food that was kept in the ref, was being devoured WHOLE by your annoying brother.
b. You saw your house was on fire.
c. You are late in going school and your proffesor ask for an explanation, and you seek for an answer in your brain when the real thing is, you woke up late because your'e dreaming of your dream boy on your first date together.
Well probably, the only realistic answer was B. Wait, A happened to me. And probably C went way too long. But the real fast heart-beating craze was because of a certain person. Yeah...but I did promised to have my heart beat rule, little did I know, I was breaking it.
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