Same glass. Different night. by Kaleigh Vaughn

Mar 2013

I'll spend my night self loathing--over this glass of wine

I always end up like this, every night

But in the morning, I'm fine.

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Kaleigh Vaughn 23/F/New Orleans

(23/F/New Orleans)

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