maybe it was the lights.
maybe it was the horrible sangria.
maybe it was the music.maybe you don't care about me.
maybe i don't care about you.
maybe i still want your hands all over me.what do you want from me?

YOU ARE READING
Silhouette
Poesíacollection of writings from my unhinged girl mind🎀 Completely unedited or beta'd just a girl in her 20's fighting for her life (mentally, physically, and emotionally)
what do you want?
maybe it was the lights.
maybe it was the horrible sangria.
maybe it was the music.maybe you don't care about me.
maybe i don't care about you.
maybe i still want your hands all over me.what do you want from me?