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the school counselor what a cliche but your nonchalant attitude is irresistible you're young too it's quite uncommon how'd you get this job, if i may ask? ignorance is bliss as they say. nonetheless, i haven't seen you much except in the halls sometimes but you called me downstairs the other day and i noticed how you're not so perfect as i imagined you've got a beard to hide your acne scars slightly overgrown eyebrows but, very broad shoulders dressed to the nines in a suit every day blue or gray, to be precise when you spoke to me asking if i was skipping class you were awfully close not that i minded i'm also not sure where you were looking i hope at my lips rather than my eyes eyes are the window to the soul and we both don't want to know what my true intentions are
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Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 3:44 AM UTC
the counselor
the school counselor what a cliche but your nonchalant attitude is irresistible you're young too it's quite uncommon how'd you get this job, if i may ask? ignorance is bliss as they say. nonetheless, i haven't seen you much except in the halls sometimes but you called me downstairs the other day and i noticed how you're not so perfect as i imagined you've got a beard to hide your acne scars slightly overgrown eyebrows but, very broad shoulders dressed to the nines in a suit every day blue or gray, to be precise when you spoke to me asking if i was skipping class you were awfully close not that i minded i'm also not sure where you were looking i hope at my lips rather than my eyes eyes are the window to the soul and we both don't want to know what my true intentions are
wrote this on the metro coming home.
krasnovaki
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21/F/Greece
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 3:44 AM UTC
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