" you think too much you know that?" he said to me the other night, our faces just inches apart.
yeah. only recently. i answered silently.
" tell me what youre thinking." he then asks.
but having said that, the solid fort that contained all my deepest thoughts only grew stronger.
i couldnt tell him. he'll only judge me
thoughts that are too shameful and ludicrous. ones that go against the laws and ethics of relationships and the world, in general
picturesque images of lust and blood.
thank god that only superheroes could read minds
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