second degree slut-fire burns
by wearethekids.· from Ep
your gaze burns holes through my eyes, but i don't break contact for fear of looking weak. and if i could just get past that smile, you know i'd be the happiest boy in the world. so cough it up and just keep it coming. i'm not full and i need more excuses. oh baby c'mon, don't make it bad. we'll have a kiss and forget everything. your face was soft and it rubbed mine. replaced with sandpaper, my cheeks are running red. so is this your plan? things you said. lies you told. made me sick. made me choke. little girl.