Disabled&Depressed
Photographer, concert attendee, apparently an adult.
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Tag: love poem
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I’ve really done it now. I knew better and still I fucked around. I don’t like what I found out, but it could be worse. No more. Let whatever happens, happen. C’est la vie
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Soft betraying lips pressed to the base of my throat, my hearth— the vulnerable purring underbelly of my Wild heart Cannot choose Will not Boredom is the death of love
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