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13 yo. young, but not forever. act,write,jump,sing,dance,and punch. addicted to camera,fashion,and Greyson Chance.
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Jumat, 25 April 2014 | 08.58 | 0 comments
Hey,
I don’t know how to start it. I think it’s gonna be something awkward.

Ok, but lemme try.
Hhh (actually I’m taking a breath)

Hey, umm, again.
We’ve known each other for a years,
and there’s so much thing happens around us.
There’s so much time we’ve spent together,
and you’ve got sooo much chances to make me enchanted to you.
And I already.

I don’t know how you did it,
But I love the way you make me laugh,
The way you make me curious,
And the way you pissed me off.

No, actually I love the way you are.
I love the way you make a silly face (by lifting your eyebrow or making duck face, seriously xD),
The way you joke around,
And the way looked that hawt :$$ (naw, just kidding. Typical you: cold as usual. But it still could make me freeze)

You know,
You’re the one that could make me stay the night (besides my super-duper-homeworks ofc),
Thingking of you make me so depressed.
So much questions run on my mind, like,
“what is he doing?”
“is he watching what am I watching?”
“am I pretty enough for him?”, and many more.

I know I’m not the girl that always on your dream or better than your exs.
I’m not a girl with high heels and classy dress,
nor the popular girl with tons of fans and branded stuff.

I am just me.
A clumsy girl with braces, and her laptop full of anime episodes.
I am not popular, not smart, not even pretty.
I am not on list girls-you-want-to-date.
I know we’ve playing around so much,
but, its time for me to getting serious,
I like you. A lot.

 

 

PS: Oh my God! I cant believe I can do dissss!

Look at me nigga, I told him! (although just via my blog, ehe. But there is still a possibility he would check out this page and found it, right?)

Ok, I’m a coward. This is just a reflection how I tell him later.

Yes, later. I promise.

Umm.. maybe.

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