Sep 2020
sitting outside in the autumn air
rolling one last cigarette
every night without a single worry
big sur moon my only friend
memories flowing back
drowning my senses in liquor and regret.
rolling one last cigarette
every night without a single worry
big sur moon my only friend
memories flowing back
drowning my senses in liquor and regret.
inspired by a conversation with Sam.
(22/F/In Your Memories)
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