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washing machine heart BY mitski
❝ i thought maybe we would kiss tonight baby will you kiss me already and toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart? baby, bang it up inside baby, though I've closed my eyes i know who you pretend I am i know who you pretend I am Do mi ti why not me? ❞
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two years earlier
nobody told laiba blair it would be so hard and confusing to get in touch with her feelings.
somehow she got stuck on a swing set at her favorite park, with her favorite person that she had deep-rooted feelings for and somehow she couldn't bring herself to it. to let the person who understood her the most, let her feel things. especially with-
"what are you thinking about?"
laiba looked up from her feet that were planted on the wood chips below the swings to find the soft voice of matthew gazing at her. I mean peering into her soul. she just wanted to scream out to him, but she couldn't.
