drunken antics...
dollar drafts equal self loathing. seriously wish i had somthing to do right now other then come home 11:30 drunk and have a mind full while driving home. it happens. its life. i know. just tired of it. wish i could tell certain people in my past way i felt. its pointless now. hate feeling so fucking stupid sometimes. wish i had the balls (or
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