Chaotic bisexual

Poet
Nov 29, 2025
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Updated: Feb 9

Aries moon shit

Hate when you’re close

God it was a trauma circus in bed with us

69 different positions around that ring

They don’t keep up like you did

Making you yawn the next day

Funny how I made you straight and you made me gay

I ate a sorbet of flavors you’ll never be able to afford

Always your big spoon for your melted ice cream

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Chaotic bisexual

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