teenage dream
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Última publicación mar, dic 8, 2015
Taylor, Kissy, Charlotte and me Amy have planning this trip to Hollywood for 5 years but I may be the only one in the group that cant go because of my horrible parents and you may think I'm exaggerating but I'm definitely not.
Ever since we were 10 we've had a dream to become Hollywood's next top model and so do all the other girls, even no we all want to win we always no will be stay best friends forever.
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