Boy needs Therapy
The boy is Trouble, god knows. Capital " T " tattooed in invisible ink smack in the center of his forehead but I can see plain and simple— six foot two cruel-blue eyed aryan bombshell blush pink skin red wine lips cornsilk hair and smiling teeth, god you better believe, sexy what else could he be— but
Trouble Takes one to know one, I know what he looks like, what it feels like to be 21 again. He thinks he ' s an expert flirt; but body language never lies like love surrendering to hands touch tongues twisted in mouths alcohol breath cigarette smoke first kiss hard-ons dancing in the dark. He says he ' s no virgin to rehab, sex drugs and Propofol impressive dossier, ever since 15 this boy needs Therapy
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