Eat shit and die.

my whisky lvr

drunken words spill from my lips, a beautiful pain surges my heart as my bourbon drains down my throat.

 my stomach filled with liquid love, the warmth slinking up to my chest once again. i never needed to drive away my loneliness i just needed to find a way to talk to it.

 my thoughts jumbled and thrown around like passengers in a crashing train, one lover to fix it all. a lover i lacked a true love for until now, burning kisses tracing down my chest. 

a beautiful pain to fix it all, my whiskey lover.