"Is it bad that I never made love, no I never did it But I sure know how to ****"
god i might not know how to say those three words, but i'll kiss you against your soft cotton sheets and sprawl bare against them, and make you think it all the same.
"Cause I had some issues, I won't commit No, not having it"
i'll slink my body and move my hips around the atmosphere we'll both be drunk, slurring on the beat that my tongue moves to.
"I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it to you I can't promise that I'll be good to you"
my mouth is like nicotine, you'll never get enough of it. but baby, its so self destructive.
spending my four in the morning procrastinating on an essay listening to relatable rap songs and writing ****** poetry~