zondag 14 november 2010

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I like boys with strong convictions, & convicts with perfect diction. Underdogs with good intentions. Amputees with stamp collections. Plywood skinboards ride the ocean, salty noses, suntan lotion, always seriously joking, & rambunctiously soft-spoken. I like boys that like their mothers & I have a thing for brothers. But they always wait til we’re under the covers, to say “I’m sure glad we’re not lovers

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