High School Crush Stories
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In my High School days I realized that it is just like a stuffed bear being put in a cage with crazy wild cats waiting to mull it and tear it apart. However, thats a story to talk for another time. I am going to share with you the stories of my crushes that I had during my four years of hell. Note that the names that i will be using are not the actual names of the people for respect and privacy. Enjoy!
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