you tease me and tease me and tease me, knowing i want you thats real funny, knowing you as i do, don't walk in front of me, you know my eyes will easily be drawn to your perfect little hills you call an ass. i think i shall get home and forget about this, but i can't, so i don't, yes, i know you have a boyfriend, and yes, i know he can probably kick my ass, but i can't stay around you because whenever i do my jeans make a tent pole and and the very last thing i need is to be around you so you can make it worse! but i feel the heat, it sizzles right there when we talk i have to turn away, i can hardly walk, i have to get away but i know already that it is too late for that someone catches my eye and we smile, but its you-know-who who fuels my masturbation fantasies too bad that there is no chance in hell. even as the heat intensifies.
Reason for writing:
a pair of certain drag queens who shall remain nameless... well, the name is spelled l-e-x-i- and the other is g-i-a, and thats all i got to say about that.
Birth sign: Aries
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