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blemishes and whiskers, your dimples make me weak. to you, alone, i lay my fears and when you lay your head on me and tangle your legs in between mine i forget that we’re in an in-between space not here, and not there and in […]

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love fighting against all odds isn’t poetic anymore my pink lipstick stains on wine glasses and joints are he’s like a certified prince born with all the riches in the world yet fucking him is such bad taste money can’t buy you class but money […]