shawtys like a melody in my head

seen from Argentina
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Argentina
seen from Russia

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Martinique
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Martinique

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
shawtys like a melody in my head
Five Things You Never Get Tired of Writing
Tagged by @areptiledysfunction1107 and @linlamont
Rules:
List five things you never get tired of writing. It can be tropes, themes, characters, phrases, whatever brings you joy.
My list:
My WiP.
End of list.
Okay guys who needs feet pictures I’m broke
To those who keep coming back into my life
It's kind of irritating, when you poke your foot to stop a door I was closing on you. It bothers me, coz I loved you at one point of time, maybe I still do. Seeing how even a single act of yours affects me. It shows how you have buried yourself under my skin. I don't know what to do with you. You're on my mind now, always. I keep thinking about your foot in the door.
And try as I might I can't seem to push you back to close the door fully.
What am I supposed to do now? How am I supposed to get back to the same or better situation I had brought myself to, after you had broken my heart so fully?
You are happy in your life, I am happy for you. But why do you keep poking back into my life when I want nothing to do with you? Why do you keep disturbing my peace of mind? Why?!
I can't talk to you, for it opens up my old wounds and I hate it and I hate you and I hate myself for letting it happen.
I just keep going in circles. At night my brain goes haywire, always wondering wondering and wondering, why? Why did you stick your foot in the closing door? Is the door ever going to close? Am I ever going to get over my love for you? Or will you keep using my feelings to gain something for yourself?
What am I to do? How long am I supposed to keep getting bothered by the fact that you are so under my skin, that I lose several nights' sleep over your one action.
Is this what you want? Me going crazy over that one thing you do?
I just want you out. Out out out. Stay fully out. Please don't come back. There is only so much I can take before I go crazy. Only so much I can take, before my heart turns to stone and I stop loving even my own self.
Please. Just leave, and stay out. Please.
Final Logos!
Boys that notice a good highlight make me wet.
Guess who’s back back, back again, gain...
(ni yo me la creo)