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Dec 2019
He has the most beautiful eyes, like I’m looking into two perfect pools of green. They sparkle like the stars and put the colors of the ocean to shame, and god when he smiles my world stops. Everything orbits around him like he’s the center of the galaxy. And he has no idea that he’s the center of mine.
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Dont talk to strangers  29/F/Canada
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