Could I try any harder when I’m drunk:
“I am the edible mask of my father’s hollow anger. Warm inebriation, strangled by tomorrow’s grey light”.
It makes me think of highschool poetry and short stories. Fuck.
Thoughts for your head
Could I try any harder when I’m drunk:
“I am the edible mask of my father’s hollow anger. Warm inebriation, strangled by tomorrow’s grey light”.
It makes me think of highschool poetry and short stories. Fuck.
you are such a ponce..
prince of ponces