Rainy.
Drying out.
Maserati playing.
50 degrees outside..
Not lonely.Just alone.
Ditching her, her, and him.
So this is how we look when we die?
Guitars tell me more than you're fat mouth.
Drying out.
Maserati playing.
50 degrees outside..
Not lonely.Just alone.
Ditching her, her, and him.
So this is how we look when we die?
Guitars tell me more than you're fat mouth.
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emily:
I like that...I like that alot..
user8935778:
if you become my alcoholic lover. promise you wont blow off a night at the bar or out with me.. to stay home and drink by yourself/