harlimadethis

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He will hear my call a mile away, he will whistle my favourite song. He can ride a Pony backwards, he can flip Pancakes in the air. He’ll be marvelously kind. And his favourite shape will be a star. And He’ll have one green eye and one blue. 

The Guy I dreamed of doesn’t exist, and if he doesn’t exist - I’ll never die of a broken heart.