Nov 2014
i drew blood
with my
nails
on his back
but before i
could apologize
he pressed his finger
to my lips and
told me
"that's a pain i could get addicted to"
with my
nails
on his back
but before i
could apologize
he pressed his finger
to my lips and
told me
"that's a pain i could get addicted to"
(nashville, tn)
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