Nearly 2 am and im up taking shots of wiskey using the sweet words you wispered into my ear as a chaser
I just realized that the stars spell out your name perfectly on my left arm
Thats when I threw my half empty bottle at this desk where ive spent so many drunken nights writing about you and I used a peice of the broken glass to scratch out the beautiful consolations.
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC
Nearly 2 am and im up taking shots of wiskey using the sweet words you wispered into my ear as a chaser
I just realized that the stars spell out your name perfectly on my left arm
Thats when I threw my half empty bottle at this desk where ive spent so many drunken nights writing about you and I used a peice of the broken glass to scratch out the beautiful consolations.
