You Can Change
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sun, May 26, 2013
He's different.. Or maybe I'm just over reacting. "Love" isn't really my thing and i can't mess up this friendship. Just the same glances that I give to him, i wish they would return. The way his hair curls at the peak of his head, his sparkling brown eyes that just make me melt everytime I look at him. But yet, I just cant seem to get him to change. Okay, enough of my diary entry worth segment- it's time for a proper introduction. Warning: PG-13 Strong Language Viewers Descreation is Advised... You've been warned
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