All about parkour..
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Ongoing7m
Last published Thu, Nov 12, 2015
Ever hear of Parkour? Yeah me neither. That was until I met Josh. I met him at a football game, and he showed me the wonders of it. It's actually a cool thing to watch, it sends tingles down my spine. I constantly worry about him.. And he's not even mine... All his time is spent on this ridiculous sport. I've tried to pry him away, make him fall for me.. But I'm just not as special to him.. I've tried to make him jealous, but nothing seems to work.
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