There was something so innocent about her beauty. She had these huge doe eyes and sweet lips that were shaped like a love heart. I used to think she was some kind of angel. She had become significantly less angelic since I realized her long hair hid a set of horns and she carried a quiver of barbed arrows across her back that she enjoyed aiming in my direction.
Wherr are the real boys like thie?
Do real boys actually think this stuff?
