I want to be your love. To make you cry, and sweep you off your feet to hurt your pride; to slap your face; to paint your nails; to make you scream.. To braid your hair, to kiss your friends, to make you laugh to dress the same, to defend you, to squeeze your thighs. I want to kiss your eyelids and corrupt your dreams. I want to crash your car, I want to scratch your cheeks, I want to make you sick. I want to sell you out. Want to expose your flaws, I want to steal your things. I want to show you off, I want to tell you lies, I want to write you books. I want to turn you on, I want to dry your tears every time you're sad.. I want to be what's happening, I want to be your only friend. I want to be a beast, I want to make you proud and play with your head, I want to take you out, make you feel adored and buy you everything. I want to hurt you bad, make you paranoid, and say the sweetest things. I want to help you grow and, for eternity, I want to be your what's happening... what's happening?
