#julia michaels apple

“oh, i’d rather be

kissing in summer, so innocent

in your apartment on the weekends

lift up my dress to see where you’ve been

that’s what i want and that’s where i am

bite off an apple right from your fridge

come here and taste it right off my lips

spill your emotions into my hands

that’s what i want.”

—apple by julia michaels, inner monologue part 1