whyWhy is it that I pour my heart for you and you just come along and hurt me? Why is it that im inlove with you and you couldnt give a shit about how I feel? Why is it that i have to look sexywhy
for you to even say hi? Why is it that i would have to act like a slut to get a chance with you? Why is it that i have to be perfect or i lose you forever? why is it that i have to be a whore smoke pot do e and drink to have you as a friend? why is it that i care so fucking much for an asshole like you!
Real Life FairytaleThe night stars have become our blanket As we lie embraced in the sand A cool breeze kisses our naked bodies As it soars to a far away land.Real Life Fairytale
My hand explores every curve you offer Fingertips glide along your silky skin Our tongues dance to the music of the tide As our souls commence to fuse within.
Your soft lips are wet with desire My fingers search your deep insides Your movements in unison with waves. An intimate moment here outside.
I stare deep into your blue eyes Beads of sweat forming on your face Your respiration becomes faster &nb
LoveInADifferentForm-garthchilI sat on the edge of my bed. Thoughts running through my head over and over again. School that day had been difficult, like it always was. Few people to call friends and fewer people to call “kind” and “caring”. How come so many people were intimidated of me just because I was different in how I dress and how I wear my clothes. I took off my ripped, patched jeans and through them aside. Laying on my back, in my red and white underwear and silky red bra, I gazed longingly up at the ceiling. A pound came at the door and before I had time to respond my bedroom door swung open. My mom stood there, her long brown hair matching mine, and her hazelLoveInADifferentForm-garthchil
-Lex
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