Shapes

Call it a lustaffair.

Your mom said you were to good for him. She said he would never amount to anything. She said you were too young. She said she knew he would break your heart. You didn’t care. You climbed out your window and into the front seat of his truck.

It was love at first sight. Or was it lust. I am in LUST over these shoes—I don’t care what momma says…my heart is on my sleeve. Nice to meet you—HEAVY MACHINES.


HEAVY MACHINES

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