I find my self surrounded by all the guys I like. From the one I sit by in second hour, to the one I sit by in third, to the one who is in my fifth hour, to the one who I met in sixth grade and moved away in eighth, to the one I met in first grade and moved away in third, but mmostly I constantly find myself surrounded by the thought of all of them put together in one perfect guy who wants me back.
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