GOOD DRUGS ォス椅
What I want is to feel everything
without the expectations that leave us unsatisfied.
I've been hopelessly searching for that forever high.
Someone or something that won't give me the moon
while crushing me against the sky.
-JW
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Good Drugs
Poetry"Beg for mercy!" Dean demanded. His voice hummed lower than the purr of the RV engine running under the spurs of the hot sun. The cool teal between his stare oozed over my body like lava and I shivered in his tight grip. My lips scathed across th...