[ no place like a strangers floor again ] on 09.17.19 @ 8:04 pm

so that sun rose on fucking time and the empty bottles crashed on my eyes. we drank like sailors drown and hit the floor just the same as we sank.

well, shit I've seen that cockroach before but why am I back here? I've changed up my life and went to college so I'd never see this shit again.



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