14.9.13

Boy boy has a beautiful face. 
And he watches me. 

And I am too afraid to look at him. 
My head and neck freeze forward. 


My next step after making him watch me. 
Is to look at him and smile. 

I have retreated to a juvenile Young Little. 
It is nice because I feel like. 
Maybe. 
I really have regained my purity. 

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