And I lied.
I lied.
Remember when I told you I wouldn't drink?
a couple of friends bought me a case.
I hid it in my sheets and under my bed.
I wanted to be sober- buzzed at least.
except I laid on the rooftop at 12 am
listening to gnash i hate u i love u
hoping the pain would ease
although it didn't.
But it was for a good reason...
fuiste tu.
