on the bathroom floor: INFATUATION

INFATUATION

I swear you're like a tune I can't get out of my head. I got you out a few times but you just keep crawling back.

I really want to stop thinking about you but at the same time...I enjoy it.

And I enjoy that I'm not supposed to.

// posted by w.h.y. @ 7:56 AM

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