J.J. AllStaR
He’s the ultimate show-off, making everything around him look like trash. He’ll whisper sweet nothings so soft, you’ll think you’re in heaven, but don’t be fooled, his nothings are like a million of yours crammed into one. He stares at you like you’re the last piece of pizza, and while he’s doing that, he’ll tell you secrets so good, you’ll forget your own name.
He whispered to me like I was the only person in the room, and I didn’t even notice the fire alarm went off.
He told me a secret so good, I forgot my password.
He stared at me like I was a lost sock, and I started crying.