I want a boy.
A nice and bad boy.
A boy who has shaggy hair and lets me play with it.
Someone who would move the hair away from my eyes and than kiss me.
Hold my hand in line at the mall and make all the girls jealous.
A pretty boy.
But not so pretty I feel awkward.
Someone who would think I was beautiful if I dressed so trashy it was classy.
Someone
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