I want to start this with a funny introduction, but we both know I was never known as the funny kid.
I would like you to know that there might be some cheesiness.
There might be some rude remarks,
because I'm totally wasted.
I miss you.
I never had the guts to say that, huh?
I guess I just reached that point in life where bottling it all up stopped being an option, because the thoughts I've been having and the things I've been wanting to say have exceeded the size of the bottle I've been using to keep them all inside it.
I think it's time to just let it all out:
my anger,
my fear
and
my love.
YOU ARE READING
Whiskey I [m.yg]
Fanfiction"Yes, I drink whiskey now, for it reminds me of how your lips tasted when we first kissed." [Complete]