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Who shall be my valentine?
- Thread starter jCash
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Tmoe
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i love you
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Dustein
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I'm the coolest guy left here, you gotta pick me.
Also:
Also:
ME?
Rainbow Bright
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I got that feel good 
My story on why I should be Jcash's bitc...i mean valentine.
Growing up in the small town of Gainsville Florida, I never knew many attractive, smart, intellegent people. Untill I met Jcash, he was tall and oh so handsom. He looked like the kind of guy that has a chest you just wanna rest your head on. Getting to know Jcash I grew to realize that this was correct amongst other things. Jcash was passonite, a great lover, and his humor was immense. We started to see each other more and more often, going to movies, hanging out in the park, or walking down the beach collecting shells. Our love was growing stronger. It was just him and I, the world as our oyster. Then one foggy christmas eve, santa came down from Mt.shutamacocky, to tell Jcash that he was needed. All of a sudden Jcash shot golden eagle wings atleast 6 feet long out of his shoulders, and flew away like a beautiful bird of some sort. It was amazing. That day I knew I would be his valentine.
p.s im not gay.....okay....maybe alittle.....but nope....not alot.
Growing up in the small town of Gainsville Florida, I never knew many attractive, smart, intellegent people. Untill I met Jcash, he was tall and oh so handsom. He looked like the kind of guy that has a chest you just wanna rest your head on. Getting to know Jcash I grew to realize that this was correct amongst other things. Jcash was passonite, a great lover, and his humor was immense. We started to see each other more and more often, going to movies, hanging out in the park, or walking down the beach collecting shells. Our love was growing stronger. It was just him and I, the world as our oyster. Then one foggy christmas eve, santa came down from Mt.shutamacocky, to tell Jcash that he was needed. All of a sudden Jcash shot golden eagle wings atleast 6 feet long out of his shoulders, and flew away like a beautiful bird of some sort. It was amazing. That day I knew I would be his valentine.
p.s im not gay.....okay....maybe alittle.....but nope....not alot.