Gemma and Laila rants

Gemma and Laila rants

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Publikasi terakhir Sab, Jun 17, 2017

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Dear readers, This is our rant book where we will need to express our emotions. They could be happy,sad,angry,or scary feelings.Needless to say we will probably be updating this book A LOT. We are 2 very good friends that are getting older and experiencing new things that we will need to talk about.You see,me and Laila have known each other since grade 1.We are now in grade 7 and are..well let's say we're changing:p hehehehe.Not that way!You dirty minded fools!But,our attitudes are changing.Especially since this is the age that we hit POO-BER-TEE .Example:I have now become OBSESSED(ok when I say it like that,I sound creepy)ok so not obsessed,but I highly love(hehehe whet?)Johnny Orlando,and Laila with Niall Horan.So as we develop(hehehe develop,as you can also see I'm very,very,very immature)We will have more and more feelings so we will be updating in here a lot. Now if you've read all the way down here,thank you for reading my long speech on our rant book in an attempt to use up the given amount of space for a description Sincerely, Gemma,and Laila

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