How I feel about a special someone
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MatureComplete Mon, Nov 2, 2015<5 mins
This special someone is cute,short,funny,one of his family members is my BFF!!!! he's in 5th grade we go to the same school he's 12 I think about him everyday I know two other girls that like him named starly and lori-ann I'm not really jealous or any thing there my friends that someone when I get around him I feel like I'm on a love roller coaster
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