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You're silly and not very particular. I love your style and how you're not afraid to be who you are. Your eyes, so beautiful and dark, yet they shine brighter than the stars. Your smile, so genuine and soft. It's so contagious, who would ever want to wipe it off? Your skin, it's like it had a world of its own, so many stories to tell, so many things I want to know. Your hands, so strong and sturdy- but not the kind that would hurt me. Your arms and legs, tight and toned, they have been to so many places, ill never know. You as a whole, are a beautiful mystery. I now know so much about the outside, but who's inside is who I'm really trying to see. A.G.S Fierce Notion
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 2:28 AM UTC
Him.
You're silly and not very particular. I love your style and how you're not afraid to be who you are. Your eyes, so beautiful and dark, yet they shine brighter than the stars. Your smile, so genuine and soft. It's so contagious, who would ever want to wipe it off? Your skin, it's like it had a world of its own, so many stories to tell, so many things I want to know. Your hands, so strong and sturdy- but not the kind that would hurt me. Your arms and legs, tight and toned, they have been to so many places, ill never know. You as a whole, are a beautiful mystery. I now know so much about the outside, but who's inside is who I'm really trying to see. A.G.S Fierce Notion
agrace
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 2:28 AM UTC
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