My handsome Boyfriend

Episode 2: What is love?

This is Novel !!!!!!!

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...Hi my name is Mia, I am a student, when I was a school I was hungry for love, because I had a sister. When I was in 6th grade I saw, the men and women on the street were holding hands and hugging. Then because I'm a quiet kid so I decided to look at Google, and then I typed ...

..."Holding hands and hugging"...

..."An emotion of strong affection and personal interest. Love can also be interpreted as a feeling in a person due to its forming factors. In the context of the philosophy of love is a good trait that inherits all the goodness, feelings of compassion and compassion."...

Then after that time my interest between the opposite sex continued to grow, because I thirsted for affection. Then when I was Junior High I was dating but never met just see the picture of him doang he said from Medan so we dated online then 1 Sunday broke up well. I also did not care anyway... but I became more and more thirsty for love so I continued to feel my interest between the opposite sex continues to grow, when I was in High School I decided to study first and then succeed, just looking for a partner, and then I started looking for a partner, but I don't think I've changed I'm still thirsty for affection, but I'm covering it up so it's like I'm secretly liking someone. Then I think about success because I will not want to depend on my partner, so if you want to use money, if I want to find a handsome couple, good, sweet, sweet, and honest. So I decided that... By the way, mandarin lessons are starting 4th grade if I am so fitting class 4-7 semester 1 I really hate tuh tuh tuh mandarin, the name is mandarin, I was going to be tutoring in the 2nd semester but, my point of view on mandarin changed, because there was something about a group that I like to use mandarin, so there is an urge to learn Mandarin...

(SORRY IF THIS IS ALL I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY BUT I'LL KEEP GOING UP, CONTINUED YAH.).