Heated
But I love it
How you make me animalistic
I want you to be my baby daddy
But damn it’s unrealistic
My parents told me they spoiled me
Everyone says I’m so sweet still
deep down I feel wrong
I emptied into the ground
There’s oil in my eyes and it burns at night
My self care routine is a fucking mess
Damn it’s unrealistic
I’m not even trying my best
My sign is fire, obviously
Words are my expression
Into mysteries
But I don’t feel better when you keep secrets from me
Tired sorry ass
I love you a heap
I found out
I need to call my mom. First thing in the morning.
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Ava Spolec
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