Crazy ****in week. Got thrown out of a restaurant for being belligerent and drunk. Manager had me by the neck and threw me out. So I tagged their store window and bailed. It was one of the places I tried to get a job at and they snubbed me off before they even saw my résumé. ****ing poshies. Pretty much cracked and had a mental breakdown over negative balance in bank account and life frustrations. Wound up in Psych ER and went through alcohol withdrawal which was utterly ****ty even with some medications they gave me. I'm such a ****in pvssy sometimes I can't even stand the sight of me. Reminds me of that smiths song- I can laugh about it now but at the time it was terrible. Pretty sure I got up to way more trouble too. GTs.
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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
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