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we eat delicious food and talk about the old day.
Oh my God, the longer we talk, the more i remember how ridiculous we are when we were young.
How silly our love story on highschool.
and how flirty we are to the boys.
ah, i want to remember and i dont.
the memories are so embarassing, but it also beautiful in it's own way.
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