i’m a rotting apple core that you cant put down
i know you’re hungry
i worse than loved you
poisonous seeds will sour your guts
blame me for the temptation
am i a **** falling out of love, or somewhere in between?
i worse than loved you
i bled for you, i cried for myself
attended my own funeral and you didn’t buy me flowers
i like when someone else sleeps on your side of the bed
i feel less lonely that way
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 7:28 AM UTC
i’m a rotting apple core that you cant put down
i know you’re hungry
i worse than loved you
poisonous seeds will sour your guts
blame me for the temptation
am i a **** falling out of love, or somewhere in between?
i worse than loved you
i bled for you, i cried for myself
attended my own funeral and you didn’t buy me flowers
i like when someone else sleeps on your side of the bed
i feel less lonely that way
in sickness and in heslth
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