so it was Saturday yesterday & I was in a good mood — put on make-up, my fuck-me-dress then drank a lot of wine & ate some food
me & Sliced beef with Béarnaise sauce were talking loud about love — that it’s fucking impossible, like I’m a really, really big hand & love is a supertiny glove
the more I drank the happier I was — & didn’t think at all about my love loss
— excerpt from ‘My Saturday Night’ in Bad Relationship Stories compiled by Drus Dreyden as a project of sensitiveboyfriend.com
