(Bed Addicted Teen)
Im not addicted to love
Im not addicted to partying
Im not addicted to drugs
Oh but I'm addicted to something
Soft and cozy
Oceans of blankets
Wrapped up like a burrito
Pillows under my head
Faux fur throws
Ya thats what I'm talking about
Thats the good stuff right there
I'm addicted to my bed
Oh god my bed gets me a cozy high
Gives me a relaxing rush
Makes me pass out of to much time in it
God yes I'm addicted to my bed
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Drink Bleach
PoetryDrink Bleach sounds yummy right. Just open up that blue cap of clorax and be like ohh ya this is the stuff. Take a couple shots and get high on the fumes. Oh but this book isn't about drinking bleach at all. Here it is about todays society and how...
