GuD

i started today off the usual way.


by that i mean i had a couple shots with breakfasts. then works. hit the flasks on down time in the bathroom or wherever. got off early because suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuper slow, especially for a Friday. got home. got waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay ****ed up. dont even know how much of what i did. jagers or jamesons shot were involved. i swear, there was a 'j' in the alcohol portion of the day somewhere. definitely had mimosas. and tall boys of cheap beerses in bagses because **** it dog, Life's a risk. continued plowing many-a alcoholic beverageses until i could no long skate and fell quite literally on my face. broke my rad prescription shades but it was dark out by then anyways. who wears shades at night? ty ry-hard cvm-brains that's who. i don't know what happened from then until now but there were cute girls who rocked out to the FIDLARS tunes i was blasting max volume from my ipods whilst on the train until the beer caught up with me and fartsies were had. and lottttttttttttttttttts of alcohols. truthfully i should be dead. all in all it was a good day and evening. except the work part. sans drinkie breaks it was a pretty lame day at the workses. and. another downers. i cant seem to get bonerz no morez. alcohols, for all the right you've done me this is a foul, foul, foul wrong. i shan't forget and i shan't forgive! but more than likely more drinks shall be had.

i cannot. feel. my appendages. or my sickly, untrustworthy hearts.

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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc