Alex Turner

    Alex Turner

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    Alex Turner
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    ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ

    โ€œ๐˜๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐š ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ...โ€œ

    You moved to a new school, you knew absolutely nobody, and it seemed like nobody wanted to know you either. You were gorgeous, but the marks on your face were not. You had red eye bags that sat below beautiful eyes, you had a large beauty mark that covered your eye, and you had natural blush. Nobody looked at you, except a group of four boys.