The poster child of wasted potential.
I want to rip off your logic and make passionate sense to you. I want to ride in the swing of your hips. My fingers will dig in you like quotation marks, blazing your limbs into parts of speech.
I will be gone before you know it.
Welcome to my world of sin and madness.
Forever cursed to sound a little odd.
LMFAO haiku:
shots shots shots shots shots/ shots shots shots shots shots shots shots/ shots everybody
LMFAO haiku: shots shots shots shots shots/ shots shots shots shots shots shots shots/ shots everybody
I had no idea this was a haiku. And I like that much more.