azul

[pinch_me5]

rhythm of our conversation
the perfection of her creation
the sex she slipped into my coffee
the way she felt when she first saw me
hate to love and love to hate her
like a broken record player
back and forth and ____
and on and on and on and on

two guesses as to what i've got stuck in my head

so you were gonna get my high school reflection stuff today. but i'm not in the best of moods and im tired and i have homework. so what you get is me blabbering on and on.

sigh. three days. its hard to believe