Me And My Ultimate Crush
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Última publicación sáb, jul 30, 2016
PROLOUGE:
Nakkatawng isipin ang nkaraan..
Dati kung iisipin mo
kht mag katabi n room ntin
D prin ntin makuhang mging magkaibigan..
Minsn lagi ko na lng iniisip n
di namn masma umasa.Kht knting bgay nilalagyn ko ng meaning katulad ng Nagkatinginan kmi Umaasa ako na Khit papaano napapansin nya na ako N kht ppaano na rercognize nya ako... msama mng umasa pro
Sa mga taong nagkaka gusto kht maliit na bagay pa mn yan nilalagyan ng meaning ganyn nmn tyo
Minsan naisip ko lagi na lng ba ako aasa sa kanya? Tma na pgod nako
Pro kht ano ang gwin ko
Sya prin ang gusto ko..
At khit anong sabihin ng mga kaibigan ko
Dko pinapansin ganon kta ka gusto
Na halos lht na ata
gagawin ko para lng sayo
CHARLES RITZ FORD ang
ULTIMATE CRUSH KO
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