D.H.R.
when you're so trashed you can't walk straight and you're rolling around like a broken robot with a bad attitude.
I D. H. R. and tried to text my crush… it just said ‘fart’ and ‘why’.
He D. H. R. and tried to eat pizza… he just threw it like a grenade.
She D. H. R. and tried to talk… it was just screaming and air horns.