"Is it bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to ****"
god i might not know how to
say those three words,
but i'll kiss you against your soft
cotton sheets
and sprawl bare against them,
and make you think it all the same.
"Cause I had some issues, I won't commit
No, not having it"
i'll slink my body
and move my hips around the atmosphere
we'll both be drunk,
slurring on the beat
that my tongue moves to.
"I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it to you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you"
my mouth is like
nicotine,
you'll never get enough of it.
but baby,
its so self destructive.
spending my four in the morning procrastinating on an essay listening to relatable rap songs and writing ****** poetry~