Feb 2015
I want to stain your lips with my name
Drip my mind down your back
Trace your collar bones with my soul.
Please touch me so I don't feel so ******* empty.
Drip my mind down your back
Trace your collar bones with my soul.
Please touch me so I don't feel so ******* empty.
It's 4:25 am so this will probably be edited someo time tomorrow
(Euless, Texas)
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