this is 100% true. I cry about this because he doesn't like me anymore. ~
I'm standing by a column by the theater.
I'm nervous.
I suddenly feel ugly.
you're cute.
really fucking cute.
you're sexy.
you have on an orange cut off shirt with pale skinny jeans and puma's.
you have messy dirty blonde hair.
it's all over the place.
I love it.
your eyes are blue.
you come in to hug me as I awkwardly say hi.
you try to kiss me but it turns into a hug.
I block it because I'm nervous.
you try again.
we kiss.
you pull away and look into my eyes.
you pull my hand and say come on.
you walk me toward a park as we talk about nothing.
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