Not Ian and me anymore
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Última publicación mar, oct 27, 2015
The first day I met this person was at school. He's so sweet and caring and will always be there for me. Even though he's been through some trouble with family He still comforts me. Sometimes when. I text him he doesn't answer all it says is that his phone was disconnected or offline so I'm never really able to text him anymore...
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