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Oh hello. I am Narah and I am 18. Dark chocolates,marshmallows and novels are my favorite things.

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Friday, October 15, 2010

Hates that awkward feeling when you go to look at someone's profile because you like them alot,but you feel like a stalker.Then your heart flutters and you smile to yourself wondering, does he look at my stuff?

:)



Of course not-_-