#drunklove
It's 4 o'clock in the morning and you breathe "i want you's" into my face that smell like my favorite *****
I'm not lookin' for a forever, but stay another night.
You are simply a delight to lose myself with.
The people I always fall in love with I have the least fun with.
At least, I can be myself with you and myself isn't much a fan of sobriety.
Carsun, you don't have to worry about girls like myself because we aren't lookin' for serious.
It's hard for me to be serious, it's a drag.
Can I have a drag?
I like the cigarettes you smoke, or maybe you're just a **** smoker.
I guess commercials of good-lookin' people using products do sucker you.
Let's lay here until things start feeling serious and then we can pour another round.
Here's to the nights I won't remember but I know were great.
I hope I won't look back and think how the fun we had together was something special.
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 8:11 AM UTC
I fill them up, too full in my flask
the lid falls off,
on the dance floor no less
I take it with me still, the morning after
while the mimosas are out
I let it drive me,
the windows rolled down
unbothered by the way the sun stares
that February night
wasn't cold at all
i spilled in the kitchen
and that July
in red hallways
it stained the carpet
but you place it back
in my threadbare hands
and don't scold me on the train
you say "sip up" and remember,
that's whiskey.
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 8:20 PM UTC