Pro Tip: Instead of having feelings, try being dead inside. Everything is still horrible but you will not care at all.
You woke up drunk. I was in your arms. You planted little kisses down my bare shoulders and arms. My sleepy eyes floated open. I woke up drunk with vodka in my veins and your lips on my skin.
What? Hahah I’m down for anons buying me chocolate. I prefer the non-poisoned non-drugged kind though please.