from 1997.

megsandroses:

it doesn’t matter that we’re broken

see how good we are together

your hands fit me like perfect skinny jeas

and you’re like that oversized t-shirt that i sleep in

you’re so soft on my body

you cover my scars and curves

that i don’t like about myself

you’re my favorite songs

the words make my heart mealt

and lust for you even more

you’re like a vanilla cigarette

you fill my lungs

i breathe in your sweet scent and i die a little

and when you’re in my bed

your every move is just so right

you make me moan with pleasure and beg for more like a silent prayer

it doesn’t matter that we’re broken

maybe we were made to enjoy the sin