 The local at home | 19 of 85 |  Back1718192021Next | | | | | | | | | Lets go get drunk I cry myself blind pain makes me unkind I want to fight scream, ridicule, be impolite. In my anger I say anything, awful lies I strike out tough pushing you away rough. I remember your teeth biting my skin underneath tasting a little blood red, wet, slippery rubbed. And I want sex but no I guess at girls night out we drink and pout. My drunk mouth rants about I forget can't I break every rule I slur and drool.... |
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