Dear Boy

Dear Boy,

You excite me.

  I get twitterpated when I think about you. 

I think about you a lot.

 I get twitterpated a lot :).

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 I pretend that you like me too. 

And we're living happily ever after in my head.

 Every time i'm with you I'm smiling.

 I'm happy on those bad days if you even say hi to me. 

You talk to me all the time but I don't think you really know I exist. 

So when you do something cute it makes it even better!

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 I remember what you say. 

When you said you hate it when girls are immodest I double checked my closet

 to make sure nothing was even CLOSE to immodest

 (P.S. other than dance items I was totally safe).

 Almost everything you do is cute and sticks in my mind. 

I get so excited that I have to share 

with my friends on "the lawn" my stories,

 and they squimble for me.

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 Yes of course I talk about you :)

 but in code of course ;) 

you can't know that I have a teensy crush on you. 

Alright, it's a teensy bit bigger than teensy. 

Pretty much I like you, 

you make me happy, 

you make me smile.

 Thank you for being you.

Love,  Me