To complete my happiness A good day The vodka and oj burnt the entire way down I drank half the bottle I laughed and everything Had the guts to go up to you And start punching you in the arm The thing I only do to guys that I like My little way of flirting Went to the next class all smiles Making people queasy
Reason for writing:
More like a buzz...Who says it's all bad?
Birth sign: Libra
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