Hungover

Urgh!

puff the pillows.

bury my head

my sore sore head

rumble rumble

stomach grumbles

must be fed

has shiggs been round?

what happened last night?

oh ha ha...

i told myself one, not five

million

crumbs in the bed?

oh my sore sore head

pill pops, kettle pops, sore head stops

for a bit, i feel shit- have a sip

oh tea I love you,

slurp

need a hug, need some love

keys.check.phone.check.wallet.check

what am i doing today again?