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my sister asked for my opinion on some shit she’s making for her boyfriend since his birthday is tomorrow and i can’t, I refused to even help cause when it comes to shit like that im no use. that part of me is long gone or just buried away. the last time I ever made something from the heart was a mixtape that I spent so much time on. not just picking songs but the front cover thingy paper shit. and I’m sure it was never even played or looked at twice. idk

"I need you to be clingy because I’m paranoid and I begin to think you don’t like me if you’re not."

"I write poetry
to make love to you
even when I know
you are making poetry
with someone new."


why are girls so fucking attractive god damn