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as i try and craft my speech i stumble as it comes out of my mouth i mumble i fear rejection for i do not think very highly of my self relatively humble. oh how nice it'd be to get this girl to smile and fall and tumble in love. her curly hair id adore her blue eyes and say i never stop admiring. hair so pretty,i mean beautiful prettiful
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC
prettiful
as i try and craft my speech i stumble as it comes out of my mouth i mumble i fear rejection for i do not think very highly of my self relatively humble. oh how nice it'd be to get this girl to smile and fall and tumble in love. her curly hair id adore her blue eyes and say i never stop admiring. hair so pretty,i mean beautiful prettiful
made eye contact and had to follow.. got to know her name, she was sweet, and i told her, her hair was pretty and beautiful, prettiful.
rob-phillips
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC
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