I secretly
well not so secretly now ...wish...
that ...
I went to a huge school were there was cute guys peeking out of every corner
so I could have someone to stare at.
So maybe I'd be motivated
to actually wear something other than t-shirts/hoodies/jeans and actually fix my hair to school.
so I can say " He walked in the room like every other day except this time my heart skipped a beat"
(goosh so cleeeshaaayyy)
or or or
it could go something like a big dramatic confession of a cute shy guy that
wears a toboggan and had dimples and secretly played the guitar and liked to go to coffee shops..
and he would say "I've liked you since freshman year, I just love everything about you."
Then he could list all the things I did in a non-creepy way of course.
Then we'd fall madly in love and walk in field of flowers.
....
alright maybe not.
but can a group of about 25 beautiful guys just move to my school please?
Drew Wilsons probably getting tired of me only looking at him all the time.
sheez. I'm in one of those mood.


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