WE PLANTED OUR KISSES WHERE THE WILD BERRIES GROW, MY FEET SPROUTED WINGS AND I FLEW ALL THE WAY HOME. MY CHEEKS RED LIKE FIRE, ENGINES RACING STRAIGHT TO THE HEAT OF YOUR SKIN AND I KNOW THE DAYS ARE NUMBERED, EARLY BIRD OF THE SUMMER YOU'LL FLY SOUTH JUST AS THE FALL BEGINS.
you could kill a man in any of these dresses, and pretty sure no jury would convict you. those are killing-men dresses, that’s what i’m saying
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