You perfectly perched your head upon your knuckles; and I felt my clench.
Your fixation on your conversation (brings out an aggression I didn't know existed).
My heart wants to wipe that look off your fucking face.
Wipe that look off your fucking face.
My brain is revolted by this jealousy.
You fucking creep.
The thought of you waltzing in makes me shake in my fucking sleep.
released May 27, 2013
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