𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙗 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮~

‏زندگی از اونجایی سخت شد که به جای y گذاشتیم f(x).

This is me still listening to TNBH when یه پام لب گوره

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بیاین برام نامه بنویسین🫵🏼😏

انگار که امروز زندگی داره یه جای دیگه اتفاق میوفته و من اونجا نیستم.

"I want to hold you close."
Soft breasts, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear:
"I want to fucking tear you apart."

"I want to hold you close.
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right!"

Either way he wanted her and this was bad.
He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy.
Now a little crush turned into a like.
And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her:

It's only just a "crush", it'll go away.
It's just like all the others it'll go away.
Or maybe this is danger and he just don't know.
You pray it all away but it continues to grow.

Its "cute" in a way, till you cannot speak.
And you leave to have a cigarette, your knees get weak.
An escape is just a nod and a casual wave.
Obsessed about it.
heavy for the next two days.

Got a "big plan", this mindset maybe its right.
At the right place and right time, maybe tonight.
And the whisper or handshake sending a sign
Wanna make out and kiss hard...
wait never mind.