Fuckboys

You are beautiful, You are beautiful, almost, When you forget to sync sound to your thoughts, God I am soaking wet under your accented syllables (just the syllables?) Sometimes they make sense, Sometimes I forget to make sense out of them. You are beautiful, Really, in all your peculiarity, The hair falling on your forehead, [...]

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Day Two – Crafty

Here I lay deceived By you, yet again Despite being familiar with your temperament And your hazardous affection available according to your convenience, Here I lay asking to be used; Obsessed and regressed, Wanting to be refused, Caught under your enigmatic spell I am in love with your handsome deception, Surrounded by your incessant thoughts [...]