Bakit hindi ka Crush ng Crush mo?
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Last published Sat, Jul 27, 2013
When you have a crush on someone you notice every single detail about him, no matter how small and when they do something for you, you feel so touched no matter how simple it was :)
but what if your crush does not like you?
Its such a burden for everyone :(
CRUSH sometimes may not lead to happy memories :)
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Jella <3
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