The way you walk into a room makes me want to melt. You are a stupid boy, with stupid good looks. What gets me the most is how you make me smile. You look at me with those big stupid steel blue eyes and I smile. I smile when you tell me those stupid dumb blond jokes and make those faces at me through the car window. I smile when you try and trip me then end up falling yourself. I like those smiles. It kills me to know you do this to her too. It kills me to know you try harder to make her smile bigger then mine. Her being your girlfriend. Her being pretty, bleach blond, brown eyed, tall, tan, popular and skinny. She doesn’t play sports let alone watch them with you. She doesn’t sit and listen to you bitch about stuff, mostly because you are bitch about her. She is just there to look good on your arm. To shove her perfect body in your face. To fake her smile in front of your friends. SHE HATES YOUR FRIENDS. She hates your friends almost as much as she hates me. That also makes me smile. Almost as much as you make me smile.
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