kiss me back asshole (poems)
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lust? sunflowers? wine stains? bad boys? salty tears? lana del rey? all the things we've ever aestheticised 🫀
A collection of most of the poems I've written till now.
It takes you to the most relating, romantic, delusional experiences one can crave.
I hope you have a good read :)
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