Hungover

I guess this means that I'm the biggest slut you know.

Because throughout the night you plied me with alcohol

I woke up today and I still smell like cigarette smoke

And I still taste you on my mouth.

The thought of you makes my head hurt.

Or maybe it's any thought that makes my head hurt...

I found a new bruises on my knee

My hair is gonna be hell to fix.

My makeup probably smeared all over.

All things I'll deal with later.

Right now I just try to swallow away my hangover.

No use. I feel like dying.

I'm thanking god for little miracles. 

Like the bottle of water I keep next to my bed.

Glad I remembered to close the shades last night.

Because I don't want to get out of bed for anything.

Especially not to face the sun.