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he's perfect to me even if he wears a paper bag, if only time slows down when we play games together and it feels like my heart starts to lag, my fingers shakily pressing the keyboard it seems crazy that I like a tall boy, cliche things are running in my brain right now teasing, hugging, the "on my tiptoes kiss" and a kiss on my temple the horror-themed games we both want to play, I can be the compass and guide you on your way the name he owns matches his features, plus his light laughs that I want to keep in my head I try not to worry about my future, knowing that I am out of his league is there someone who can read minds? and help me read out his thoughts, just to put an end to this sleepless nights I want to stop being a hopeless romantic teen but why can't I just delete or restart everything?...
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 1:52 AM UTC
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he's perfect to me even if he wears a paper bag, if only time slows down when we play games together and it feels like my heart starts to lag, my fingers shakily pressing the keyboard it seems crazy that I like a tall boy, cliche things are running in my brain right now teasing, hugging, the "on my tiptoes kiss" and a kiss on my temple the horror-themed games we both want to play, I can be the compass and guide you on your way the name he owns matches his features, plus his light laughs that I want to keep in my head I try not to worry about my future, knowing that I am out of his league is there someone who can read minds? and help me read out his thoughts, just to put an end to this sleepless nights I want to stop being a hopeless romantic teen but why can't I just delete or restart everything?...
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 1:52 AM UTC
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