You’re like my cigarette.
kelvinween: I want you constantly, but I know you’re bad for me. I crave for you insanely, yet I know you’ll hurt me inside. You somehow make me feel better, like the little stress reliever you are. I continuously want more and more of you. I’ll never get enough but you’ll always satisfy me.
You gotta fight your bad days, to deserve your...
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