you were a mistake I loved to make over and over again
like smoke you filled my lungs and consumed me
your lips like nicotine and i the addict
you were my favorite mistake
mistakes are meant to be seen as lessons and baby you're the biggest of them all
YOU ARE READING
thoughts
Poetry"sticks and stones may break my bones but my thoughts will fucking kill me." welcome to the mind of a girl who has a lot to say but doesn't. *bare with me, the few parts aren't the best. it gets better, I promise :)* *genuinely just need an open sp...
