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teens today


He hit me in my inbox sayin wassup. cute boy from school so i say wassup. in no less than a minute i get a reply sayin your cute and i love your asian eyes. tryin not to seem so eager i take a breather and answer thanks later on at my leisure next day i initiate the convo pressed textin heyyy. he said hey im tryna chill so what you doin today? nervous to meet in person excuses i was submersed in were not datin this aint workin oh well he wasnt worth it. we never said hi in the halls always ignored the calls so hangin or chillin in person was awkwardness in the workin so how us teens today only talk over text sayin i really like you when you havent met yet.
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