"No he's not my boyfriend"
she says yet again
to yet another stud
and the world around me is drowned out
by the thoughts of him fucking her.
Fucking those fucked up problems out of her head
for one night
and maybe the morning.
I try to take my mind off the inevitable nightmares
with a lapdance
but she's got nothing on her.
The only thing in common they have is:
No Touching.
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