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food tastes better when you took it from someone

(via s-undayevenings)


i.     you’re smoking a joint in your estranged father’s driveway, telling me how mad you are at god.

ii.     we’re dancing to a song that was mine before it was ours. you borrowed it without asking, and now it smells like you.

iii.     it’s dark out and you’re reminding me that i only know how to move with my clothes off.