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because you taste like the blood stains on my lips when I first read Bukowski at sixteen you’re a mess and I’m not willing to stick ..

your heart is not for sale it does not come with a price tag it is a gold medal let them compete for it.

because a year later you’re still at the heart of everything I write even if we’re cities apart.

I’m finding the balance ofbeing able to lose myself whilst staying grounded at the same time.

we’re all just here taring chunks out of each other to see who’ll bleed the most when all we really want is to be stitched back up ..

there’s something about men that I’ve come across are only sweet talkers once the drink hits tell me, am I too intimidating you ne..

love

You have to save yourself darlingNobody is going to do it for youEspecially he who pushed you underKnowing you were already at a risk ofDrowning.

If the wine taste good i’ll stay it’ll have me believe your conversation is interesting There’s something about being alone in ..

The Rich People take your money abroad fly to the other side of the world eat your dinner cooked by the hands of a poor man by the ocean tak..