All I want is to just walk up to you and tell you how pretty you are. I can’t, however, for fear that I might die.
So for now, you’ll just have to deal with me staring at you. And staring. And staring. And sighing. Then staring some more.
All I want is to just walk up to you and tell you how pretty you are. I can’t, however, for fear that I might die.
So for now, you’ll just have to deal with me staring at you. And staring. And staring. And sighing. Then staring some more.
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