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Oh how he thinks he likes me, But he just doesn't know yet - I'm not his type..., See his type is the kind of girl whose simple demeanors more on the shy & sly, She's the girl that dimples pretty while playing so very hard to get. She'll say she's never done "this" before- asking him for lessons then magically becoming a pro.... See she pretends to listen to your ever word,while silently figuring out the best way to get him to spend, lend and reinvent himself to suit her baser superficial needs..... His type is someone that'll take but never give, lust but never love blame but never accuse herself.... See she's the type- his type, the type to lie and hurt, making things worse. He like's the feel of her,likes the kisses and hugs... He likes the way she bats her eyelashes and pouts her lips. The way she walks as she switches her hips. Oh how he thinks he likes me.... But he just doesn't know yet - I'm not his type..., I am a Lady- full grown... Not a fake lying deceitful little girl & I'd never change my stripes unless I change for myself. Always Me Ayeshah
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Apr 17, 2010
Apr 17, 2010 at 11:27 PM UTC
His Type!
Oh how he thinks he likes me, But he just doesn't know yet - I'm not his type..., See his type is the kind of girl whose simple demeanors more on the shy & sly, She's the girl that dimples pretty while playing so very hard to get. She'll say she's never done "this" before- asking him for lessons then magically becoming a pro.... See she pretends to listen to your ever word,while silently figuring out the best way to get him to spend, lend and reinvent himself to suit her baser superficial needs..... His type is someone that'll take but never give, lust but never love blame but never accuse herself.... See she's the type- his type, the type to lie and hurt, making things worse. He like's the feel of her,likes the kisses and hugs... He likes the way she bats her eyelashes and pouts her lips. The way she walks as she switches her hips. Oh how he thinks he likes me.... But he just doesn't know yet - I'm not his type..., I am a Lady- full grown... Not a fake lying deceitful little girl & I'd never change my stripes unless I change for myself. Always Me Ayeshah
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Apr 17, 2010
Apr 17, 2010 at 11:27 PM UTC
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