PA QUE SE SEPA

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What I like about Diegis:
Su nombre con la mía
His taste in music, and how he gets that look in his eyes when he talks about things we have in common
He likes Adam Sandler
We have yet to have a boring day
He takes me to places I've been before and makes them new and the new places he makes me like 
I hate falling for people, but this is nice
He has a cool family and sticks out in them
I like that he listens to me
He's smart, and critiques my writing when I ask him to
He contradicts my theory of opposites attract
He cares about people
He cares about me! ? !!
He is funny, and I like the way he tells stories , y eso. 
He takes everything at the right pace, and he isn't lazy. At all. 
He goes out of his way to make people feel welcome. 
He is friends with Rolo. 
This list is getting incredibly long. But that is a good thing.
He knows how to build things, and his drawing skillz r off the chain
Se cree gangster 
He likes Colo Colo 
He takes me seriously even though he doesn't know the past. 


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