Jul 21, 2022
🍾 - themiserablesmiilingkiller
Send 🍾 for the first thing my muse would say to yours while drunk. | Accepting
It was like a STORM. Tears like violent rain drops pouring enough to drench the front of her shirt and stain her rosy flushed cheeks. The thunder was the frequent glass shattering on the ground as the drunk disturbed girl tossed everything in her view at the man in front of her. "I can't believe you had sex with other women before me!" She exclaimed, reaching to grab the next object nearest to her. "You still think about them don't you!" She accused. "You don't love me!" Her voice rose, the next object now racing just past his head.