it's still early have enough time to make it up like late homework ill blow it off waste its time lead them on never commit and disappoint my mother.
Tag: Lover
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it's not that i don't trust you i don't trust myself to see you for what you do not for what you say; every lie is a dime out of my pocket & out of ten- i came up short to pay for the next.
just maybe
it wasn't by chance it was the chance we took
heavy breathin’
used to go out miles away to see the stars at night now we're smogged out high as fuck now we're the stars now
midterm
be a student of your own class never ditch or cheat on yourself
a second thought
we fucked you came i faked something real
Saint's Muse 