Tits

I can dance in the shower with my tits swaying back and forth if I want to, and I can climb these god damn walls if I want to! didn't your mother ever tell you, rules, are meant to be broken? and if my soul is half-destroyed then there's nothing wrong with continuing to destroy … Continue reading Tits

Got some

Got some things I need to figure out Not sure how Not sure what I have these flashbacks Flashbacks And it stings a lot Sends me flying 10ft of the floor Like I’ve cracked my head open Some kind of siren Like an emergency Always within me But I’m not sure what it is