WHERE Is That Poem About That Person Learning All About Their Partners Hyperfixation Before Getting Dumped

WHERE is that poem about that person learning all about their partners hyperfixation before getting dumped the last line is like "love is a stack of books on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end" I need it to feel whole help me please

heard porn bots might be following you guys again. sorry about that. but in some good news i have been gaining many new followers who are real stunningly beautiful women. welcome ladies :)

please post on here 😭 it’s easier to keep track of than ao3

throwing this out to the tumblr wilderness so i can ask if there’s still a readership on here for arthur morgan fics or should i only post on ao3 😭

The thing is I do like cliche and over-quoted poetry. Like wow I do love you and I'm glad I exist. You are in a car with a beautiful boy and he won't tell you that he loves you but he loves you. You do only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. There are twice as many stars as usual.

ghost is the kind of person to be soooo content after sex. u let that poor man hit and hes just upbeat af😭 got him telling jokes over the comms and smiling under that damn mask. n if u look real hard u swear you can see him skip a little when he walks…. im gonna eat him