c'est jars comme tu m'edge pdv...
a measure of goodness is
finding meaning in the same nook.
i can't cuz i'm all tied up right now.
love is. a kiss from me to you.
love is. a knife with which i explore myself.
love is. unburrowing flaws.
love is. a staring contest with the living.
i want to nap with my back
against your dragon thigh.
while you mix into the night.
with your man matcha.
and your moustache.
and your freaky video games.
one day i can make u mujadarra
and you will give me coffee chili.
today, you gave me a quarter of
your blueberry apple pie.
7d ago
May 28, 2026 at 5:11 PM UTC
c'est jars comme tu m'edge pdv...
a measure of goodness is
finding meaning in the same nook.
i can't cuz i'm all tied up right now.
love is. a kiss from me to you.
love is. a knife with which i explore myself.
love is. unburrowing flaws.
love is. a staring contest with the living.
i want to nap with my back
against your dragon thigh.
while you mix into the night.
with your man matcha.
and your moustache.
and your freaky video games.
one day i can make u mujadarra
and you will give me coffee chili.
today, you gave me a quarter of
your blueberry apple pie.
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