Early this morning, I woke up and prepared bacon and pancakes, there were blue berries and squirty cream on the table because I knew he loved them.
He tumbled down the stairs clumsily. Murmuring strange obscurities at me I managed to decipher something about blue berries.
I threw a blue berry up in the air for him to catch it in his mouth... He couldn't catch them because he was still hungover. Finally we had finished our pancakes, thats when the squirty cream fight started. Handfuls of cream flew from one side of the room to another. He embraced my frail body.
We were laughing but then he was crying. Stalking up to our bedroom whilst I was left to clear up. I wouldn't have minded if he wasn't smoking and drinking when I came up.
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Robbers
RomantizmA love story which is loosely based on Robbers by 1975 the song is about a toxic relationship, but to the fact that the two in the relationship is too in love with what they had and continuously try to make each other stay no matter what they have t...
