and I don’t really give a fuck about you
your vacation photos.
that time you put a scarf on your cat.
and more than just a little neurotic.
Worst of all,
I try to pretend that
I am not all of the aforementioned characteristics
while I’m acutely aware of the fact that
I’m fucking awful.
Nice to meet you. How long will this one last?
yesterday in the car my mom said “theres always the one gay twin out of a pair” and my twin brother and I shot a glance at one another because we’re both the gay twin
"Oh, God," he whispers, reaching his hand behind my neck and bringing my lips to his. "Let’s let the whole fucking world explode this time."
And we do.