I got drunk on thick rum
and shared an intimate headspace with you.
When I asked to hangout on FB chat
Read 1:07 a.m. - No response.
I woke up with a hangover, a hard-on, and an irregular heartbeat
It’s a great time to be alive,
To know exactly when people decide to ignore you.I love to talk about life and how we pass time,
and all the beautiful, minor ways we kill ourselves in passing.
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