Kiss You
Michael:
It's two in the morning and I can't seem to sleep. It's not like this is the first time though. I just find it hard to rest when my thoughts are running wild. Most people would never believe me if I told them this because of my "punk-rock" appearance and my seemingly heartless attitude, but I want nothing more in life than someone to love. I want to love someone. I want someone to let me love them and love me in return. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, not very punk-rock huh? That doesn't really matter to me though.
Luke:
Another night and I'm once again left alone in an unknown room. This is the usual for me. Dress up in the most provoking clothing I have, head out into town and wait to be picked up by some random person who is just as lonely as I am, only to be left in a filthy cheap hotel room with hopefully enough money to pay my next rent. Now, I'm not really happy with what I'm doing, who would be honestly? I want nothing more in life than for someone to love me. I want to be loved. I want to let someone love me and love them in return. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, who would ever want to love a filthy, used slut as myself?
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Kiss You {Muke}
Fiksi Penggemar"I've never actually done anything like this before s-so u-um.." The boy looked at me expectantly. "C-can I kiss you?"
