dear skinny boy in the tank top, flat bill, cut offs, & tatted up bod
leave my mind please
youre no good, youre no good.
you are not good for me.
i want to paint my room faded- mint green, get an old bird cage for the corner, take down my
blinds, sleep on a mattress, buy a polaroid cam, and get rid of these polka dots and old pictures.
it'd be nice to have happy songs like Express Yourself by Charles Wright & SweetDisposition by Temper Trap on repeat.
the dancing would never stop
& have this little thing waiting to be cuddled