I don't have snapping turtles in my eyes only posioned frogs in my throat but thank you for the concern

A new school year and I started with a new heart throb, an intoxicating guy who is so quiet I can hear his heart tell me he loves me

I can feel his lips scream that he's scared

I can watch his chameleon eyes protect me

I left my 1 year rust blade alone in a new world but more prepared and daring than he would ever be,he'll be ok without me

I have a moment laced with anything my bleeding heart desires and sir silence nourishes it well

And his secrets that sleep in my head feel comforted to not be locked away in the dark with a key that stomach acid ate away

sometimes I don't have to lie

the spanish stuffed platapus he gave me never leaves my arms when I'm not with him and I could live in his mario pajama pants eating ice cream watching snakes long enough to realize that the pounding sensation I get when I think of him is so natural and crisp

I want to fly to the moon on a popcicle...and stop at Vegas on the way

Fuck off.