Album: Secretary OST
One cherry from Jen, one from my Appletini, and the bartender gave me three more arranged on a lovely bed of Blue Curacao-ed crushed ice out of the blue.
I got sober before we got into the cab.
Head pounding now. Sober, but with no cognitive abilities.
Yet, it seems almost laughable now - never mind a Gordian one, what knot? I prolly tied that knot in my head and imagined it there. It was never there in the first place.
Head pounding.
What a fool am I ...
2 comments:
hello. you always seems unhappy. give you a vistual hug from a friend from hong kong =]
i'm touched =)
thank you.
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