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Feb 2015
“Every time I touch him I realize all I ever wanted is right in front of me, when he holds my hand I get this sensation, and when I kiss him I feel alive, when other people said they feel sparks, I never believed it until I met him, and then everything went out of control, my heart races every time I see him, my stomach goes in knots and I can’t think straight, when he hits me with his beauiful eyes, I see everything, everything I want and need.”
Briana Wakefield
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Briana Wakefield  PA
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   Ariel Baptista
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