I'm drunk.
Sometimes I miss yuo, and sometimes I don't.
Sometimes it doesn't even phase me.
Sometimes it feels as if you never even existed, like maybe you were just a dream.
But then i see your stupied moon scultpteues and sometimes i see that stupid little windmill. and i just want to throw up.
but only when i'm drunk.
cause when i'm sober. i just smile.
fuck im going to delete this in the morning.
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