bruisers.
crying is for losers
drinking is for bruisers
baby i'm a chooser
and i'll close the smirnoff on the shelf
when he leaves me to myself
YOU ARE READING
deleted drafts of poetry
Poetryfuck standards, fuck expectations; anything is poetry. everything is poetry.
bruisers.
bruisers.
crying is for losers
drinking is for bruisers
baby i'm a chooser
and i'll close the smirnoff on the shelf
when he leaves me to myself
