Laying Outside the Liquor Store Door
Miss Massie
Aug 12, 2020
Somehow, someway, once more, it’s become a chore to implore to be even remotely cared for.. Amongst the slightest misconceived rapport, starts the ticking bomb of an uproar that festers into an eye sights eyesore.. In fact, I barely even know who you all are anymore.. I’m not even welcomed to stay warm indoors by the community I once so highly spoke for, and lovingly swore I’d adore until the end of time and evermore
