When i'm drunk...
When I'm drunk, I paint the most breathtaking pieces of art. It's so beautiful that I even cry sometimes.
Then I pass out.
When I wake up again, my so-called friends replace my portrait with ugly, grotesque and shameful blobs and smears on a canvass.
They refuse to tell me where they hid my stuff and I am considering seeking legal advice.
is it normal of them to do me like this?
those jerks | 18 | |
how dare they | 22 |