its late
My fingernails are stained blue from
The colors of her hair that I helped incorporate
Into the faded pink
She likes far away places and people from them
We have the same glasses
Same incapacity to feel
She snores a little
Does she not hear me sometimes or does she just not care?
I don't know
Do I like girls?
I don't know
Does she think I'm weird?
I don't know.
- i gotta stop falling in love with my friends
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