
Trix Cruzales
4 days ago1 min read
Our Last Night
This is our last night. The night is still young. We still haven't known who's right. Noone yet had shouted out of their lung. Let's have drink, And let the liquor talk. We could go outside, And have a little walk. Can't remember everything we said. Can't even remember going to bed. But I know we said it all. Wait for me to sober up to recall. There is one thing I remember. We drank the last bottle of Jack. Like we're partying until December. Went all out while having each ot



