Still sippin’
Deceit is my alcohol… It tastes extremely unpleasant upon first impression, but you develop a taste for it as the years go by. Hell, you might even lose yourself in it. It’s easier to fall when you are walking without the presence of a solid surface underneath your feet.
Anonymous asked: make my mind yours and you shall find...
a penny for your thoughts? a nickle for a dime? How bout a quarter if I order s’more time..
