I know you don't know me so it's kinda random for me to comment on your post- but i loved that entry!!!.(I sit writing poetry in chemistry class as well-and draw hearts in the margins-except they never have initials- just wings, horns halo's etc.) I used to sit in class hoping this lad would notice me, see my soul, my heart and stop thinking i was just another arrogant bimbo with nothing to offer the world apart from a loud irritating sound of popping gum and makeup tips(stereotyping, i know, i don't actually pop my gum loud).
Awel now he's become my best friend and is going out with another one of my best friends, funny how life works out.
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Awel now he's become my best friend and is going out with another one of my best friends, funny how life works out.
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