There's this boy at my school. He's gorgeous, and smart, and talented, and I'm completely in love with him. This love makes me the most tragically poetic person ever because I know he will never love me back. He's a year older than me. One of my only reasons worth living right now is my ability to see him.
God. How I wish I could be so beautiful so that he could just delight in looking at me.
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