Love Drunk

I could start to smell the lies dripping off of him.. that vindictive light starting to shine.. Ego driven, mindless heart.. begging for a shot of my thrill.. I had already tapped my love keg.. warm and foamy.. I was starting to see it wasn’t going to work.. 

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