Tuesday, November 16, 2010

hmmm...

from the days of myspace. if you've never had someone make you feel this way, you need to get on changing that, quick.

m.
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he thinks it's sexy when i'm just me.
i mean, he really digs the malorie he met
when she was drunk, stealing all the attention
from the center of the dance floor,
smiling through squinted eyes
and occupied lips.
but he really thinks it's sexy when i'm just me,
losing my balance when he kisses me
and saying things
wrong order spoken in the.
really, he totally loved the freakum dress
and he thinks my tight jeans are cool,
but he really thinks it's sexy when i'm me,
hair all disheveled from mischief,
sleeping in shorts and an Aunt Jemima head rag;
he thinks my glasses are sexy as fuck
and doesn't mind the pre-teethbrushing, morning-breath-still-kickin' kisses
that positively set my neuroticism aflame.
really, really really, sincerely,
he thinks it's sexy when i'm just me.

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