Since the **** when did i become so impulsive? My thoughts are repulsive I'm a sedentary sulker I need instant gratification, need to lighten up my aura
Self indulgence is a Taurus, and I'm a ***** for the chorus Caught up in your orbit Like the 6th key on an ***** The pitch of which, like the ***** of my organs, Faking an ****** to release some endorphins
But that's not me... I'd rather kick up my feet One hand on the small of my back, the other feeding me treats
I put a Lindt truffle on my tongue and as it melted it tasted like you, Folded the wrapper into triangles, tryna get my good side adjacent to you
So let me get you on my couch alone How ****** hot are you to watch cartoons and get ******? How ****** hot are you? Put the fan on and go Take your shirt off or no? Something's got to give and me what i want is front row Go on and say something daring, it's just the merlot
Jen, you worry too much about things beyond our control, but you need to know that we are going to be okay. Your mind is as breathtaking as views from Table Mountain and your love is as beautiful as the Sistine Chapel. Let’s vibe out and listen to Malibu by Anderson .Paak while reminiscing about the love that we’ll never get back. I took six shots of Jägermeister, and apparently, I drank more but that’s the only part that I can remember. It’s a new year and I’m sitting here listening to music while drinking Heineken and reminiscing about December. I have been sharpening the edges of my pen to write about blunt memories. Let’s vibe out and listen to Malibu by Anderson .Paak while reminiscing about the love that we’ll never get back. We’ll never get back together but I can’t keep on losing you over complications that I’m unfamiliar with. We must’ve met in the past life because that’s probably why I want to love you past life.
Jen, you worry way too much about the future that you tend to forget to live in the moment. So every minute that passes by is a moment that you want to capture and post on Instagram and Facebook. But I can’t judge you because sometimes I get lost in the whirlwind of vivid pixels and instant gratification. I have come to accept that love is a part of me even when it’s apart from me. Jen, you worry too much about things beyond our control, but you need to know that we’re going to be okay.
Jen, you worry way too much about everything that happens in January.
I had a dream I found you in a wood Bathing alone within a crystal brook. You heard me not whilst quietly I stood Within a covert lush, a hidden nook. I stared in wonder; nor yet then awoke Despite the fevered beating of my blood. I wanted to watch, yet wondered if I should, And wondered while continuing to look. And still I watched as quiet as a stone. And still you bathed and thought yourself alone. Then you rose up, dripping from head to toes, Walked to the grass, and met my face with yours. I blushed a crimson redder than a rose. You came to kiss me; and I awoke, of course.