I'm Andrew.
I'm 18.
I write, and smoke more cigarettes than I'd care to admit.
I live in a fantasy world in my head.
And I don't give an actual fuck.
I love mathematics and all that it has in store.
I’m drunk on the night,
and the words don’t matter,
no, not tonight.
The moon’s hiding this morning,
and the stars dominate the sky,
but til the sun shows it’s light,
I’ll remain drunk on the night.
