and now were laying in bed and you're mad because I didn't shave my legs this morning, but I was busy worrying id run out of time in the shower to make your eggs to shave my legs
+ wow another crappy paragraph that somehow means something if you squint????¿
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astronomy•poetry
Poëziethese poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins
