About three weeks ago, after I broke up with my boyfriend, I drank for about a week straight. And each night I'd get online, like musicbanter and myspace. And I was picking fights in the "your day" thread. And after a quick verbal joust with Les Paul, I said something and was like "Heeeeeeeeeere moddy moddy moddy! Heeeeere moddy!" You want the bone!? GO GET THE BONE!". At the time it was REALLY funny. But PTS ended up deleting everything that happened and warned me.
I can be an angry drunk. I like picking fights and flipping over tables and yelling a lot. I also tell it how it is!
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told.
Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow.
Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle.
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