“i know traveling musicians who slap their one night stands because”
… most artists can only fall in love when there’s a sprinkle of blissful agony in a hitchhiker’s voice when they scream they’re about to cum
Does it scare you how much your pussy gets wet
when you watch someone tattoo their wrists
and you can see the scar tissue underneath the hand style?
I can’t dance for the audience unless
we decorate the stage with bones taken from the
pile of skeletons in my closet
My secrets no longer want to remain anonymous,
and want to be gold plated around my neck when
I sneak in through the window.hopefullyitmatchesthisjapanesewhitetee
Can I still sport your marks around
my neck if I put cracks in my innocent facade
A million expressions of remorse my dear,
I hope you still find me attractive when you
learn to fall in love with my messy truth
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