I've always thought I was the last person you ever wanted to see, the last person you ever wanted to talk to. Guess I was right. All you ever think about is her, and her. Girls get jealous. Every girl wants to live a life with a perfect guy. Natural curls, red lips, muscular, loving, caring; who doesn't? A guy who wipe her tears away when she's sad, hug her tightly when she needs comfort, give her protection from insecurities and make her smile when she's angry. Every girl, needs that special sense of warm. You just don't understand... 😭



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