when we walked down the alley that night
you smelled like cigarettes
and
hair dye
something was happening
everywhere
but there
in the shadows,
I felt so hidden
comforted by the fact you could only just make out
the face
I was so ashamed of.
Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
when we walked down the alley that night
you smelled like cigarettes
and
hair dye
something was happening
everywhere
but there
in the shadows,
I felt so hidden
comforted by the fact you could only just make out
the face
I was so ashamed of.
I still ******* write about you **** you i want a carton oF menthols
