Dearest boy. I love you more than my hot pink straighter.
I touch your arm & I shake.
I see your face & I melt.
I just love you, boy so much.
It frives me crazy when i see you with her.
You should hit her with your helmet, for she doesn't see.
See the good in you, like i do.
Love me :)
About Me
- shopping.makeup.life:)
- Hey, my name is becca, && for my creative writing class we have to have a blog. I love writing about what ever tickles my fancy. I love writing stories and poems. && i love writing stuff about boys on the spot. Everything on this page i wrote burn :)
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