I'm thinking of that time, hung over and over tired...waking up on Brians couch and stumbling over to the cafe, early as fuck to open...snow still on the ground...chills running up my back...being late, but having no one to be actually late for...That's how i feel this morning before work...Like no matter how much you wake up early, leave early....
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ill be late for my own funeral.
uuugh, hungover ..im feelin' ya on that one :P
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I see yr hangover and i raise you one drunk.
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