love really is embarrassing.
love grows in me like a tumor
parasite bent on devouring it's host
i'm developing my sense of humour
till i can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
till i can laugh at my face beneath your feet.
skillet on the stove,
it's such a temptation
maybe i'll be the lucky one
who doesn't get burned...
what the fuck was i thinking?
love
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