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Nov 2012
Dearly beloved, are you listening?
Listen to me, now.
And listen carefully...don't laugh...
I like you. A lot.
No
More specifically,
I like your ****** hair.
It attracts me to you more than...well more than something that strongly attracts something else.
Your ****** hair may just be the best part of your face.
But I wouldn't know,
I can only see small parts of your face around your beard anyway.
I like that you are a man.
A strong, ****, beard and mustache bearing man.
You are different than most boys your age in high school.
You are a ******* man.
And I want to stroke your
beard.
To the boy at my highschool.
*Jesus of Suburbia - Green Day
I will be writing more about your beard/mustache/chest hair later on.
atilol
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atilol
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