i lick the sweet syrup from my fingers
so i can eat the same sticky pancake like it's new
i rearrange my room with the same three pieces of furniture
i've had since i was eleven and all the clothes i got from thrift stores thinking i could make them mine if i put holes in the knees and elbows
so i'm sorry if i keep starting over
always trying to love you from the beginning
Mar 22, 2021
Mar 22, 2021 at 5:35 PM UTC
i lick the sweet syrup from my fingers
so i can eat the same sticky pancake like it's new
i rearrange my room with the same three pieces of furniture
i've had since i was eleven and all the clothes i got from thrift stores thinking i could make them mine if i put holes in the knees and elbows
so i'm sorry if i keep starting over
always trying to love you from the beginning
i don't know why i'm in love with starting over, but i hope you like once upon a times
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