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we walked by the haunted house and made out on the front porch people say we fell in love at first sight that evening, but i couldn’t see until the morning and that beautiful birthmark that covered half of your body i ran my fingers across it like some kind of seamstress and you threw my legs over your shoulders and bit my fingers and i couldn’t stop looking at your birthmark, it looked like a scar and i asked you to drive me to walgreens something about a plan, what we were going to be but we got lost and tangled and my kitten bit our ankles in the kitchen where i made you black coffee and i rubbed my eyes too much, too much, i broke a blood vessel honestly way too much i was scared of the bruises on my thighs and i thought i wouldn’t see you again “i’ll never see him again” so i drove to walgreens and the girl at the counter judged me, and i bought a donut you're some kind of cinderella boy leaving a broken cigarette under my mattress your birthmark left a stain on my eyelids and my hands and i forgot to ask your name
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
cinderella boy
we walked by the haunted house and made out on the front porch people say we fell in love at first sight that evening, but i couldn’t see until the morning and that beautiful birthmark that covered half of your body i ran my fingers across it like some kind of seamstress and you threw my legs over your shoulders and bit my fingers and i couldn’t stop looking at your birthmark, it looked like a scar and i asked you to drive me to walgreens something about a plan, what we were going to be but we got lost and tangled and my kitten bit our ankles in the kitchen where i made you black coffee and i rubbed my eyes too much, too much, i broke a blood vessel honestly way too much i was scared of the bruises on my thighs and i thought i wouldn’t see you again “i’ll never see him again” so i drove to walgreens and the girl at the counter judged me, and i bought a donut you're some kind of cinderella boy leaving a broken cigarette under my mattress your birthmark left a stain on my eyelids and my hands and i forgot to ask your name
kelia
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
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