toy boy.

[pointblanksaint]

so bet on the fact that ill always b there for you.
blame it on my glossed eyes, and empty insides.
treat me like your ragdoll,
to be thrown around when u want,
shoved under your bed,
cuddled when u need it.
call me yours,
write your name on the bottom of my shoe,
call me anything you want to.
im yours.
for now.
till im made broken.
till my voice box mumbles,
and i dont quite stand the way i used to.
till another toy takes my place.
and can make you laugh the way i used to.

so much