Your eyes are straws and my heart is a slurpee.
You stare at me lustily every time we bump into each other. You, with the saccharine smile, you always have some issue or complication. Tell me you're just doing this thing right now where you're not getting involved with men. *Sluuuuuurp*. Tell me you just got out of a relationship and you're too busy right now. *Sluuuuurp*. Tell me you just want to kiss me but then things would be too weird. *Sluuuuurp*.
You suck.
I'm not waiting for you.
Why am I still here?
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