im really mad because boobs sounds too hilarious, tits sounds too vulgar, breasts…
Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.
You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.
You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.
You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.
i am tryING NOT TO LAUGH BUT morefunthanevisceration HAS THE BEST STORIES
I LOVE YOU I’M GLAD YOU ENJOY MY HORRIBLE SHENANIGANS
we’ve donE THIS WITH CURTIS/EDGAR DON’T LIE
SHSHSHSH I’M TRYING TO SOUND LIKE A FUNCTIONING MEMBER OF SOCIETY.
but it’s so true oh god everything I touch turns into crack or smut. I sound like a fanfiction drug dealer. Which is oddly fitting.