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I spent with him. Now, it's only me and my mom. I don't really have many friends in my life. What's the use in having many friends when not everyone is true? I can rather have one. When it comes to a relationship, I have nothing to say. I never had a boyfriend and nev

to be heard by me. I always get lost in songs and stays unaware

stly with my iPhone in my hand. When I reached the hall, I

? Why do you have three pie cakes?

neighbours." my mom instantly s

hurt. " Are you gonna gives all of this to o

going to give them this cake, " she ordered me. My mom likes to be

rsons." Iam an introvert and Iam kinda lazy. W

ourself? You want it or not?" she de

iend. It may be called as a long-distance friendship. Her name's Pearl Brown. We talk a lot when Iam in Par

omorrow in Edgewood high. I miss you so much." she

new high school. I don't know anyone. Iam only comin

Anyways, how was your time in Paris? Are you still in contact with any friends or.

would have ended in break-up by the time I reached Florida. To b

te blogs about my personal life a lot and people support me from all around the world. I posted a blog about my weird feelings about this new high school. My insti

near a desk, only with his shorts on. I can somehow see his shirtless body. He has a phone in his hands, typing furiously. And

girl. It was fun to talk with a cute kid and then a grown-up lady opened the door of the second house. I finished the conversat

against his chest and stared at me without uttering a single word. I was supposed to talk now. Instead, my eyes wandered over from his brown hair, light blue eyes to his strong muscular arms and his perfect

I might look stupid in right of him. When I wasn

hat you