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GLI ORMONI, GLI ORMONI, GLI ORMONI.
You’re walking along, minding your own business. You’re looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of a sudden you run smack into a pretty face. Woo-woo! You begin to get weak in the knees. Your head’s in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you’re walking on air. And then you know what? You’re knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!
He hit me and it felt like a kiss.
Quando ti scrive il tipo per cui tutti i tuoi amici sbavano

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Erotomania. That’s me!
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