Not again!
The pie on the windowsill
The flame
He reads Bukowski
Stop.
Just ****** chill
Learn from your past
You're doing so well!
My thoughts wander to him
Should I just not care?
Um, is there a third option?
Do I have to leap
Pussy-first into the volcano?
but I wanna...
I know, I know, I know,
Because I know "everything"
And even if I didn't,
I'd still know that ain't right
Would you even let him?
Let him what?
**** me?
No. Love you.
Lol
**** no.
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 12:36 PM UTC
Not again!
The pie on the windowsill
The flame
He reads Bukowski
Stop.
Just ****** chill
Learn from your past
You're doing so well!
My thoughts wander to him
Should I just not care?
Um, is there a third option?
Do I have to leap
Pussy-first into the volcano?
but I wanna...
I know, I know, I know,
Because I know "everything"
And even if I didn't,
I'd still know that ain't right
Would you even let him?
Let him what?
**** me?
No. Love you.
Lol
**** no.
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