I want a boyfriend
*talks to a boy*
Never mind I want chick fil a waffle fries
Just another mixed girl in California
I have the skin of two different boys
under my fingernails.
My mother tells me to clean them out when
I realize my thighs still ache from
all the ways he made me fold
underneath him and maybe
I like myself being
just a little bit
Is it wrong of me to want, darling?
Is it wrong of me to leave?
Today in the shower I washed you out of my hair,
but I leave my nails undone.
I sharpen my tongue.
I file my teeth.
Sade Andria Zabala | Scratches On The Back