high school love letter
hey sally hayes, fourth period detention
queen, we have chemistry together, get it?
i was kind of thinking of your kneecaps last
class and i kind of want to touch them or something
if you’ll let me, maybe after school behind the
vending machines, maybe in your bedroom,
i kind of want to kiss your eyelids too
‘cause your eyelids are killer, and you’re
like real fucking super so meet me by
my locker and i’ll let you write on my
chuck taylors, write something sexy
like “lets start smoking cigarettes”
and i’ll ask you to the homecoming
dance just so we can ditch it and
go make-out and shit, anyway
check yeah or fuck yeah signed
teenage heartbreaker
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