A second less a day

The before shot of my fridge. All those opened bottles of wine? I don’t even like them, I’ve just never got rid of them. They were cheap, and so far I haven’t meet a single one of my friends whom I try to force these upon that liked it

The before shot of my fridge. All those opened bottles of wine? I don’t even like them, I’ve just never got rid of them. They were cheap, and so far I haven’t meet a single one of my friends whom I try to force these upon that liked it