I was among the few who did not believe the saying “there’s one special person for everyone.” Well, up until Saturday, March 25th 2006m when I found my special someone. I met a boy named Justin with long hair, tattoos, and the only smile that can light up the room. I’ll confess, I met him on MySpace. So wet met, talked, laughed, and even had milk and cookies. Two days latter he came over and we had a cheesy egg competition and watched movies, and one year later I couldn’t be happier. I have an amazing boyfriend, best friend, other half, my own personal critic, and back scratcher. My whole family loves him just as much as I do, if not more. I believe he will be the only one for me. This is one special person for everyone, this I believe.
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