Last night I kissed a boy with taste of cigarette on his lips
He was drunk and he told me I was beautiful
Last night I had *** with a boy who would come up behind me after and hold me
This morning I woke up a boy with kisses and nuzzles because I wanted him to wake up happy
This morning I was dropped off at my house by a boy who I cant get out of my head
Last night I kissed a boy I've been kissing for 5 weekends straight
and every week I say "what am I doing?!? This must stop now!"
but every friday I kiss him again
and God I wish I didn't,
I wish I didn't want to
but there is nothing else I'd rather be doing when I'm doing it
and mush less when I'm doing anything else.
May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 3:29 PM UTC
Last night I kissed a boy with taste of cigarette on his lips
He was drunk and he told me I was beautiful
Last night I had *** with a boy who would come up behind me after and hold me
This morning I woke up a boy with kisses and nuzzles because I wanted him to wake up happy
This morning I was dropped off at my house by a boy who I cant get out of my head
Last night I kissed a boy I've been kissing for 5 weekends straight
and every week I say "what am I doing?!? This must stop now!"
but every friday I kiss him again
and God I wish I didn't,
I wish I didn't want to
but there is nothing else I'd rather be doing when I'm doing it
and mush less when I'm doing anything else.
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