he didn't have a lot of friends, and I wanted to go talk to him.
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Randomhe was amazing. the way how his blond fringe swept over his shining blue eyes. how he would fumble with his lip ring when he was nervous. the way he was so shy. do you catch a breath, when I look at you and hold em back, like the way I do? in whi...
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he didn't have a lot of friends, and I wanted to go talk to him.
