We were two broke mutherfuckers.
Aye, look at what we did.
I stuttered when I met him
- almost like he was monalisa
Urm i tried not to say 'sorry'
It was a shame that our god was like a fever.
a rather friendly one.
if only, we waited.
it could have been better.
I got closer, as my thighs glazed through his.
(the comparisons to her were evident)
Could you forgive her for being cute?
- she wasn't high but just on a pursuit.
