I wrote this some months back and forgot to post it. How right and true I was.
The Iron Curtain met The Little Boy Who Likes to be Bad. A chink in the carefully constructed armor and here we are. Some revelations can't be explained, only experienced. The squishy zingy shock, it really was never about me and yet it was always about me.
False intimacy doesn't interest me, I value the real. Cheeky mischief afoot but I dance on the waves and kiss the ashes into the wind.
Mood Rings - The Line
Tonight's the night you broke the line.
I'm not surprised you broke the line.
The Soft Moon - When It's Over
Choir Boy - Happy to Be Bad
Be Forest - Lost Boy
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