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youngcrazykid asked: you are gorgeous!

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The prettiest girl I know doesn’t wear any make up to school. She’s also the nicest girl I’ve ever have the privilege of speaking too. And that gives me hope.

Dec 29th

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Dec 29th

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I don’t mean to bother you but I’m in distress, there’s danger of me losing all my happiness, because I like this guy who doesn’t know I exist, and this you can fix, so cupid, draw back your bow, and let your arrow go, straight to his heart, for me, nobody but me. Cupid please hear my cry, and let your arrow fly, straight to his heart, for me. I know between the two of us...

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Dec 26th

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i think every girl has that one boy they never even dated that ruined them for every boy they will ever date in the future like, her expectations will be too low or too high because she was played so badly and she’ll immediately dismiss every guy as a massive douchebag and hardly open her heart willingly in the fear of being hurt again like holy shit i feel like a soiled dove and i never did so...

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Je suis tombé amoureux. Il est tombé dans la vanité.

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A sad story of today.

En liten saga från min Pappa om hans bror som dog i November: ”Jag kommer ihåg när jag var liten, kanske tre eller fyra år gammal, kom min Pappa hem ifrån Amerika med en stor kartong. Och i den här kartong, fanns våra julklappar. Min mamma hade gömt undan dem i nån skåp i huset, men min bror hittade dem. I den här kartong, fanns två stora brannbilar, för oss båda. En var röd, och en var...

Dec 25th

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