pretty girl
I wan't to be pretty like her. Like my bestfriend. I dont know if I'm her bestfriend but she's definitely my bestfriend. Her beautiful curls. She's straightening them because she likes her self more with straight hair. But they are beautiful. It's her. So why does she want to be something she isn't? We met at the summer camp. we first talked in the last day, few hours before we were on the way back to home. We were talking and laughing. I love her more than anyone else. She lives far away. We didn't see each other in three months. We are texting every day. Sending reels and photos. I'm telling her about him. She even texted him. She sent him reel when a girl was saying a poem that she loves him. He answered, and I quote ,, that made me think" but this isn't about him. This is about her. I love her. We saw each other in the middle of the night. Totally dead in the middle of france. She's so pretty. I'm really glad we started talking. Thank you. -G
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