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creepy tree that i drive past every morning on the way to school. it's by this "haunted" house.
that is my dream freshman. he is fifteen and should be a sophomore, but i don't even care that he is that young. in real life, he is adorable. plus, i let him drive my car (2003 ford focus) and my mom's benz. i don't even let my licensed friends drive my car. i guess that maybe it's because they don't have jeans with hearts for back pockets like he does.
tiny legsssssss and so polite.
part of the kkk barn.