Monday, August 29, 2011

put me in a trance

When I was 18 I was in love with a spanish boy. He had red hair and worked at a record store. He was 11 years older than me. I would wear sun hats with large brims, long skirts and button up shirts tied up and would meet him behind the record store during his break. I would let him put his hand up my skirt and kiss away my lipstick. He had 2 kittens and his apartment always smelled like piss. He would put white powder up my nose and play music for me. He played me this song one day after his head was in between my legs.

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