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So theres this guy, laying over there, I think he might kiss me, but hell probably just stare. When I start to talk I look over and see this guy right here already staring at me. I wonder what it is. About my face or expression that has him confused about all my intentions. I show him affection but does he realise. That every thing I do is real for this guy.
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 5:39 AM UTC
Mr. king t.j
So theres this guy, laying over there, I think he might kiss me, but hell probably just stare. When I start to talk I look over and see this guy right here already staring at me. I wonder what it is. About my face or expression that has him confused about all my intentions. I show him affection but does he realise. That every thing I do is real for this guy.
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 5:39 AM UTC
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