This reminds me of this boy I grew up with, in Kentucky. We were in all sense, besties. We would ride our bikes and go into the woods and dig for fossils. The other boys would joke around and ask him if I was his girlfriend and if he kissed me. They would

This reminds me of this boy I grew up with, in Kentucky. We were in all sense, besties. We would ride our bikes and go into the woods and dig for fossils. The other boys would joke around and ask him if I was his girlfriend and if he kissed me. They would

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