Last summer you stole a bottle of cheap scotch from the collection your mother keeps in the kitchen cabinet. Last summer your throat was smothered by fire when you swallowed seven shots in a row,
Last summer you stole a bottle of cheap scotch from the collection your mother keeps in the kitchen cabinet. Last summer your throat was smothered by fire when you swallowed seven shots in a row,
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ayeitsbrayy
ayeitsbrayy 19. FTM. MA
Autoplay OFF   •   a year ago
Please don’t forget to water me

Last summer you stole a bottle of cheap scotch from the collection your mother keeps in the kitchen cabinet. Last summer your throat was smothered by fire when you swallowed seven shots in a row,

and when the alcohol took over your mind like a hurricane you pointed at the unwatered forget-me-not plant by the sink. Then you walked closer to them with the bottle of scotch in your hand, and you told me about how everyone in your life forgets about you, and you poured the remainder of the scotch on the forget-me-not plant hoping they would stop breathing and you said, “They deserve to forget that they were once watered too.””

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