neetfif | fifteen
•shane yaw•
I got a job
my mom can't pay the bills anymore
I'm failing my classes
I can't focus
all I can think about
is the pretty boy in grade nine
his eyes were blue, yet seemed to radiate rainbows
his figure was small, skinnier than healthy
his lips were red, red, red, red
red like blood
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