Live. Love. Art.
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One day Dillon Gray was drawing thee most perfect guy for her taste.
Dark brown hair that when light it, is shown a tint of red.
His eyes were as blue as the sky but with a hint of dark blue flecks around his pupil.
His cheek bones and jaw line were to die for.
He was tall, about 5'11, way tall compared to Dillon.
Not only was he perfect but so was his smile.
She drew him so many times that he is stuck in her head.
He is all she thinks about, day & night.
Until she actually sees him.
Is he real? Or just her imagination?
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