Oct 2017
you had two
other girls
who weren't me
and when you kissed
me i could taste them,
like stale beer,
pickled herring,
dry ramen
clogging my pores
and forcing out an
empty
*i love you
other girls
who weren't me
and when you kissed
me i could taste them,
like stale beer,
pickled herring,
dry ramen
clogging my pores
and forcing out an
empty
*i love you
