Sometimes I wonder if my heart is like a black hole--it's so dense that there's no room for light, but that doesn't mean it can't still suck me in.
I__e always wanted to be the sort of boy who does the right thing without having to think about it first, the kind of boy who makes his bed every morning and wears his mouth like a vase for words of kindness and simplicity. My agents keep telling me I__ too bruised to play the part. They have no idea how hard it is to make my bed when I__ constantly sleeping in yours, how difficult it is to keep my body from bruising when I__ almost always on my knees, making room in my vase for you, and watching while you text all the boys who are up for the role.
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I__e always wanted to be the sort of boy who does the right thing without having to think about it first, the kind of boy who makes his bed every morning and wears his mouth like a vase for words of kindness and simplicity. My agents keep telling me I__ too bruised to play the part. They have no idea how hard it is to make my bed when I__ constantly sleeping in yours, how difficult it is to keep my body from bruising when I__ almost always on my knees, making room in my vase for you, and watching while you text all the boys who are up for the role.
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