found via pixie
No, I do believe you when you say you're toxic. How hard can it be when you look at me like that, ready to submerge yourself into a sea of opportunities. A part of me wants to let you fall deep into that abyss, a place you can't crawl out of, so that I can give others a concrete example of what not to be. You're wearing your garter and lingerie socks that will drive any guy wild. The eye makeup and lipstick is more than an invitation for a one night stand. They'll keep you up until morning, and you won't be walking shamefully as you leave. I watch you pull over that dress. You're toxic alright, you're going to destroy them and leave them heartbroken, but I saw you look in the mirror this morning too. You're not that immune.
