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#18

by lizard

my favorite thing about my boring awful photo class is being in the dark. there's a boy. i know, i know. a boy. but i'm just the awkward girl with a crooked back and the huge notebook and ugly style. and he's just the quarterback's best friend with the cool hoodies and those adidas shoes that everyone has. and i know it's stereotypical and could potentially work but how does a girl who can't breathe let go and take a gulp?
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