Monday, October 7, 2024

Between the love and me/the posi to starving and attraction.

I’m soooo obsessed with love and the concept of loyalty I learned how to hate before a tongue I can’t forgive mistakes I don’t acknowledge the ones I make (im flawed ugly)  it’s misery by 60 love is a month, love fades, love is wilting, love is pretty tho accept after chest to chest the boring corpse of the years you gave don’t equate to much. Find a fawn dig into beauty cure the moment empty empty 

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