Hidden behind the doors
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What if you could meet you're perfect guy, the guy you've been dreaming about since the day you learnt boys don't have cooties. Would you embrace him, love him, never let him go? Think about it, I have and we all say we have the perfect guy imagined in our minds he's got to be kind, loving, sweet and as time goes on and you get older you want him to be beautiful, handsome, even sexy but one thing doesn't change he's got to love you eternally. However we girls are stubborn and even if we got our "perfect guy" would we want him like that no backbone, because no matter what we say we want we mean a different thing, confusing to boys I know but that's us. Imperfect, treasures in each and every way. Well I have my perfect guy, did I mention he's a werewolf.
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