I want a boy.
A nice and bad boy.
Someone who would move the hair away from my eyes and than kiss me.
Someone who would let me sleep on their chest.
A boy who would beat the shit out of someone if they called me fat.
This boy would wear his hats side ways and let me wear them too.
He wouldn’t mind me reciting the lines to all my favorite movies.
He would
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