unrlenting lamentations buddha have real bastard children with curtains

[natawn84]

I still miss you,

The crawl,.

The way you undressed yourself and wouldn’t even give me the chance.

It’s hard to drink mint tea and not think of rum.

No baby, I’m not okay I’m stretched a rubberband wound across the snaking streets and I can’t stop taking people home.

It’s always too late.

I’m never invited inside.

We build debt like castles or

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[piratezim]

long time no read

[galateadia]

Mmmm, mint tea and rum.
My two favorite drinks.
But strangely enough, I don't like them together...