i will bite my tongue until it splits
and use my blood as rouge
i will lift my chin and **** my stomach in
like a statue in the louvre
i am the scent of honey in july
i am a cloud formation in the sky
i am a quiet girl who won't ask why
i am who i (you) want me to be
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC