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[rhamnusis]

We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don't grow on trees, like in the old days. So where does one find love? When you're sixteen it's easy, like being unleashed with a credit card in a department store of kisses. There's the first kiss. The sloppy kiss. The peck. The sympathy kiss. The backseat smooch. The we shouldn't be doing this kiss

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[blueboxfever]

Dit is ♥

Maar aan de andere kant maakt het me een beetje verdrietig. Ik ben zelfs nog niet tot aan de "first kiss" geraakt... :(