TRASHY.

trashiest of them all

i kind of knew it

when you scooted closer to me

even when we were inches away,

and when i could feel

you smiling near my ear.

.

i kind of knew it

when the poking and tickling

became a sort of art

when it comes to you, because boy

are you a master at it.

.

i kind of knew it 

when you started "counting shoulders",

one, two, three...

and that was it, your arm was draped over mine.

dickhead. i think i like you. fuck.

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{a/n: so uhm, this guy friend actually did the 'count shoulders' trick and it actually worked. he managed to put his arm around me by counting shoulders, from his to mine. ugh. fucking dick. hahahah}