whiskey breathed men and women. must have been 2 packs if not 3. reds.
a guitar.
streelights and broken bottles.
the heat was intense. it might have been only me. the thoughts through my head could have knocked me over.
we sat there for hours.
i love this place he said. im taking it as it comes. i liked that. im going to use it when people as me about my day. my life. my week.
im taking it as it comes.
thats all I really know.
the ups the downs. the thoughts. the talks. the nights the days the mornings.
ask me when it all comes down what I really think.
i have no idea,
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