Binance

Emyli (Pretty Balanced)

the sound of heels attacking gravel in an alley and the scent of something sulfurous gushes from her lips emyli everybody wants to be you they don't know the shit that you've been through emyli everybody wants to be you they don't know the shit that you've been through the punctures in-between the bruises on her arms and legs invisible with powder puffs and fishnets jeans and kisses emyli everybody wants to be you they don't know the shit that you've been through they just like the way you look the way you dress the way you walk they couldn't care less about the way you took a beating the way you took a beating the way you took a beating a beating a beating emyli emyli emyli emyli emyli emyli emyli emyli emyli emyli emyli emyli