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So, I get too drunk and get into fights and then yell at anyone and everyone that says anything different from my opinion at that very moment...

So what?

Do you ever get mad when you hear about people doing so well in ever way of life? Even if it's someone you'd normally be happy for?
Bitterness, I guess.

At least I have a ballin' girlfriend.
And I move into my place with 3 of my favourite people on Friday.

Doo da do.

"I don't have a drinking problem, except for when I can't get a drink."
-Tom Waits

Oh yeah, I'm 20.

I fucked my nose up a little.

I'm uglier now.

Prepare to be sketchy, again.

I have come to the concusion that apathy is what makes the world go 'round.

I know you might roll your eyes at this, but I'm so glad that you exist.

Buy me a shiney new machine that runs on lies and gasoline, and all those batteries we stole from smoke alarms. And it disassembles my dispear, never took me anywhere. It never once bought me a drink.

I am in a foul fucking mood.