the pretty boy didn't come to school.
i didn't smile again.
he makes me h a p p y
when i went home i tried to call him on the number he gave me.
his dad picked up
i could hear him yelling at my pretty boy for talking to me.
i felt bad
so i cried myself to sleep.
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pretty boys
Fanfictionhe was a p r e t t y boy in love with the p r e t t i e s t boy who wore flower crowns and a frown every day. (tronnor au by gendernotfound) *lower case intended*
