He is perfect, almost.
He is sweet.
He is cute.
He is mine.
He is TWELVE?
Yeah that's right. My boyfriend of two months, whom I decided I am in love with is twelve. And the worst part? I just found out FRIDAY. Now I am not so sure about the love thing. I don't know a whole lot about him, so how can I be certain I love him?
It makes my head throb just thinking about it.
He treats me well, we get along just fine, we have loads in common, and yet...I JUST find out when his birthday is (Which is on the 25th of April), but then again it's not THAT bad, I'm 14. He's in seventh grade and I am in 8th. Not THAT bad....Right?
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