All of them were drunk, as were I. I've been drunk for years now. I make them forget though, no one has to know. They mean nothing to me anyway. We were talking. He was laughing. He was beautiful. Then we were drunk. I woke before him and was a mess. I couldn't let him see me like this. "Obliviate" it's best he never knows, even if I want him to remember there's some things that should just be left untold. ~ I started this when I was 14. Got caught up in high school, heartbreaks, and life. I suck at writing and I also procrastinate, get distracted easily, start stuff and not finish it. So I have NO IDEA where I'm going with this. I take constructive criticism, ideas, thoughts, opinions, conversations, questions. Just hang in there with me please I have no idea what I'm going to do but I'm now 15 and I'm going to finish stuff I start so, yeah.
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