Tuesday, November 9
Wild Card
You say you have the upper hand, i guess in some unfortunate way you do. That small, musky bathroom with poor lighting was the last place I thought i'd be alone with you. It was uncomfortable, and me being intoxicated, always makes things worse. Always stupid around you, always saying stupid things i wish i never said. Stupid things that make you feel more powerful or some twisted bullshit. Of course being me, "complex" me, says the right things and the right time, my eyes wander to some random Uno card lying on the dirty bathroom floor. Squinting, it reads Wild Card. Eyes slowly meeting yours, i say, "you are my wild card." Fuckkk. I lost the battle.
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