Pinkie
I Miss YouI miss the way you laugh And I miss the way you smile I miss hearing the sound of your voice I even miss your little complaints every once and a whileI Miss You
I miss our countless conversations That lasted all night long I miss how I could talk to you about anything Whenever there was something wrong
I miss the way your bangs part perfectly to the side And I miss your dirty jokes I miss your carefree personality I miss you so much sometimes it hurts
I miss how you used to ask me for songs That on the guitar you would then learn to play And no matt
Kind Stranger1989, Denver, Colorado. I am in a dirty, dimly-lit gas station bathroom, leaning over a toilet. Gagging and vomiting up the contents of that night’s alcohol binge, one hand holds up my loose, beltless pants as my other clutches my stomach. He is standing behind me, holding back my greasy and untidy hair. My clothes smell like cigarette smoke. Finally, I get up and spit, rattled and shaking. “You done?” He asks. I nod, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. He goes on to buy me a carbonated drink. “Here,” He says. “It’ll help your stomach.” IKind Stranger
omg hi2u dA!  <3 |
Summertime!
Happy
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No seriously they have a pink one?
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Also green
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