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I cock my hip Muss my hair Shoot the camera fuck me eyes

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There’s a picture of me on his phone There’s a picture of me in a sports bra and tiny shorts on his phone

My blush spreads over my chest I force myself to look up at the sky Throw my hand over my eyes Pretend as if I’ overhead

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I brush my sweaty hair behind my ears “I look terrible, don’t I?”

“You’re better than baiting for compliments”

“You don’t understand the insecurity a girl feels posing for photos without makeup”

“You call this without makeup?”

Okay, so I don’t leave hoed eyeliner and dark lipstick That isn’t a crime “With less makeup”

“You look perfect, Leigh Like a punk rock princess”

“You know that’s a So”

“I knew the first time you told me” He stares at the screen “Still suits you”

I shake h I love the nickname

I love that he thinks I’m a punk rock princess