It hit the back of my throat
****** taste in the back of my throat
The message sent from your mom
at 12:27 in the morning
But it didn’t hit
reality didn’t hit me till 10: 23
th moring
The pills I bought for you are now
in the pitof my stomachne
and now I know how yopu felt aoll this time
Theb morth we spent apart
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC
It hit the back of my throat
****** taste in the back of my throat
The message sent from your mom
at 12:27 in the morning
But it didn’t hit
reality didn’t hit me till 10: 23
th moring
The pills I bought for you are now
in the pitof my stomachne
and now I know how yopu felt aoll this time
Theb morth we spent apart
I dont care about all the spelling errors I wrote this sobbing and it kind of works
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