My mind is clear, i'm sober, i'm home, and i don't want to be here. I have been running from myself as long as i possibly can. Somehow, someway, they tied me down tonight, and i hate where i am. I want to get the fuck out of this house, i want to run as fast as i can and never look back. I want to quit my job, be poor and live out of the back
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