youeediot
My mother always told me not to love trailer trash. But i did anyway.
Did i do it out of spite?
or was it truley and purely love?
I mean, he uisn't all that handsome
and i can barely understand a word he says
but theres something that i feel
in which doesn't let me let him leave.
Am i doing this out of hate?
Or is it adoration in its finest form?
I really hope it is because if not,
I am wasting my life with this fuck face.
I would like to invent a future where everybody gets what they want. Your heart beats for me, and no one else. I would like to see how your day will go, a day where you're happy, a day without me. Pull a looking glass from my pocket and peer into the piece of shit you call a heart; love me.
Our lives: entwined, our fingers tangled together, we are so lovely. Walks on the beach, freckles dotting your face: it's oh so wonderful.