I don't know what the hell is going on with me and this girl, but every single time I'm around her, it's like I lose my shit.
She leans over the desk to write and even though I feel bad for doing it, I watch her body as she does. Her shirt lifts just a little as she’s bending over and whether she’s aware of it or not, her lo...
She's not like other girls because she's different. I want her kind of different.
