Apr 29, 2005 12:10
i watched myself take drink after drink to forget, to remember, to feel, numb, needed, loved, drunk, and at the end of the night as i stumble stupidly around the building to fall apart into my bed, to drunk to realize that nothing has changed,but all i know is i would give anything keep this all the same. feeling old is no fun, no fun at all.
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