My Last One
August 2020 | LGBTQ+

My Last One

Sneaking, lying, crashing in the tub and passing out under his desk. This is one he never wants to forget

I’ve been told that if you don’t remember your last drink, you probably haven’t had it yet. I don’t know if that’s true, but I remember mine well. And while the last drink I do remember may not be the last drink I’ll ever have, I can say with relative certainty that I won’t be having one today.

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