Tag: words
i loved you once (i’ll regret this by morning)
wanna sleepp,CAN’Tcan’t
find an OpenLate LiquorStore
i are all the i i have seen;
fixing a feather
i’m no plan)
in a brain of mostly whiskey
/j/oozlum/
Poetry, written on typewriters, about anxiety, depression, medications, and other pieces about myself.
