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I miss those moments


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in class when the topic of romance or sex would come up and I'd immediately look across the room right into the eyes of the hot dirty blonde or brunette and the flames of passion would ignite. It's hard to explain really. You have to be there to understand what I mean. It's like making out with your eyes and girls know what I mean by this.

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in class when the topic of romance or sex would come up and I'd immediately look across the room right into the eyes of the hot dirty blonde or brunette and the flames of passion would ignite. It's hard to explain really. You have to be there to understand what I mean. It's like making out with your eyes and girls know what I mean by this.

So you were the weird kid that sat in the back and stared at the cheerleaders, and when they would happen to glance at you, they wouldn't express how creeped out they were because they kinda felt bad that you were so weird and sad, but in your mind you took the non-disgust as reciprocation of your feelings.

 

I know where this is going. I've seen true crime documentaries.

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