I really don't like it. One day, I talked to my parents about my (46) (person) thought and they agreed that I could make my own d (47) . I also made a p (48) to them. I wrote it on a piece of paper. It said: First I am going to study harder than before and do my...
“How could I’ve spent a night with...I didn’t even drink. Why..why did I do that?” She lamented. “Hey, what’s wrong? Honestly, girls die to be with me. I’m rich, tall, handsome, you should thankful that I’m still here,” I tell her. Yeah, I really don’t know...