i was confused.
confused as to why the boy in bright happy colours would defend a boy dressed in pink.
why someone so great defend a piece of garbage like me.
he scared everyone.
but not me.
i was shocked more than anything.
the blue eyed boy,
whose eyes i could go swimming in,
whose eyes i could go on an adventure around the entire world.
yeah, that boy.
that beautiful, beautiful boy.
-d.h.
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thigh highs // phan
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