I don’t know
what makes us sweat
at midnight,
the summer
or the love.
Fridays
Some Fridays I want to be spoiled. Like an unproductive easy-going guy who does nothing in a perfect morning. I want to doom scroll through reels like a fool on the bed...
I don’t know
what makes us sweat
at midnight,
the summer
or the love.
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