dulce (8/6/19)

i'm stuck in a game of tug of war.


on one side is my desire to please him --


the other, my insatiable hunger for less serious,






handsome pleasures.


i'm always left with the same question --


do i indulge?


my cravings never seem to get me anywhere good,


but my sweet tooth is hungrier than ever...


and a little taste of me never hurt anyone.


i guess this tug of war just crowned its winner.



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