Jan 10, 2011 04:28
Every song is the fucking same
I'm alone and drinking
and my eyes are rolling back in my head
When I think of you
I find some strangers love to
Suit my appetite
I love this whiskey
More than any of my miseries
Or anything else you gave me
And remember that time
we lived in your nana's house
you should know
I fucked our neighbor on the couch
poetry