With my head between your legs, You’ll be reciting the poems I never finished because they were on the tip of my tongue
Next time you pull this shit, I will explode and you’ll finally realize I’m an adult. Not a 12 year old. So stop acting like you can control me forever. You’ve got 4 months…then I’m gone
This would be easier If I didn’t have to see you
don’t let me do all the work sweetie
I don’t give a shit about grand gestures or flowers at my door, I just want your teeth across my neck and my lips pressed to the small of your back, I want your stupid fucking sense of humour making me laugh at 4am when I have to be up at 6.
Listen. I understand you’re a “private” person but you could at least be on terms with what YOU wanted dude. YOU wanted to be friends, so be my fucking friend. If I text you to invite you out with friends don’t ignore my message but reply to the person beside me, like really? Don’t have a full blown conversation on snapchat but not even reply to mine. You can’t go from talking everyday to completely ignoring me but won’t stop touching me when we are together. Grow some balls and stop being that guy