Darling, I'm drunk again.
No surprise here.
And I can read those words again.
I can't believe how much of myself
I told you about.
And how I probably know
A good amount of lies
About you too.
But that doesn't change anything.
The queen hibernates, darling.
But she does die.
I didn't go anywhere.
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 11:21 PM UTC
Darling, I'm drunk again.
No surprise here.
And I can read those words again.
I can't believe how much of myself
I told you about.
And how I probably know
A good amount of lies
About you too.
But that doesn't change anything.
The queen hibernates, darling.
But she does die.
I didn't go anywhere.
If you're wondering, yes. This is about you.
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