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i am not yours

by thehorrorofnonbeing

i don't want to be your rebound or just your idiotic playground i don’t want to be your 2 a.m. bootycall or just your cuddle past nightfall i don’t want to be your backup plan or just your unwanted tan but i want to be your number one though it is easier said than done
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thehorrorofnonbeing
26 / F
For You?
Written by
thehorrorofnonbeing
26 / F
Published
Aug 10, 2017
Time
1m
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why do i grasp at straws when i know that there are better things out there?

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