My birthday just passed.
I bet you don't know that.
Of course you don't.
I didn't tell you my birthday.
Only two of my friends which are boys out of about 20 wished me.
Jared and Joshua.
Only the two of them.
Is it really hard to remember my birthday when I remember everyone's birthday?
I feel so sad even though I has a great birthday.
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Crush
Short StoryCrush (verb or noun) 1. deform, pulverize, or force inwards by compressing forcefully. 2. violently subdue (opposition or a rebellion). 3. a crowd of people pressed closely together. 4. a brief but intense infatuation for someon...
