love, you.
8:38 p.m. & 2003-09-25

dirty hair and watered down fuze

practice the speech, dear. Tomorrow is your only chance.

Hes that beautiful boy with the forlorn eyes. The yearning he feels is evident and wonderful.

to be loved.

dark brown eyes with flecks of green brought to life by the simple things.

Bring no harm to anyone. a caring soul..

"one doesnt find a [boy] like this every dynasty"

It's love.

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