#artidopespeaks

This is for the girls who are not beautiful. This is for the girls who never had their number taken by guys at a club, girls who are always picked last, never the first choice those who exist at the periphery

I am not your first. Your lips had probably kissed and tasted different tongues and mouths. And your hands had already been held by others' skin and bones. I could see your eyes that made memories with