the friendship with justin
i met justin in 2nd grade we were in the same class we were on the same bus he said hi to me every morning but he annoyed me with every word he said i learned to hate him for no reason but now we are oin 10th grade we have become friends he makes me luagh with dumb jokes to this day hes not a person ill regret meeting this is how me and justin are
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