the bartender last night was a sham
his tie was crooked and I didn’t trust his beard
his Manhattan tasted like broken ice
tonight is a gift on a Saturday night… 17 more words
but really, fuck you because i shouldn’t be.
i’ve only had 1 measly shot and a pint. i’m no where close to being tipsy let alone drunk (i’m not gonna go there again). 269 more words