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Half drunk and fully ruined I decided I was going to destroy myself That summer. Sometimes its poetic not to survive, Not everything can be made to be beautiful. I should've known that before I really did. "I hardly remember what happened" I insisted as tears dropped into my shot glass And flooded the table. I licked it up of course, I couldn't afford to loose something I desperately believed could save me. What I mean't by saying I hardly remembered Was that I'd only thought about it every day since. His eyes closed against his tattooed face. My shorts and underwear Lying on the floor. When I stood up and that blood Dribbled down my legs. Everyone laughed when I took a ninth shot. "You're crazy" They said, But I wasn't.
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Feb 28, 2022
Feb 28, 2022 at 10:53 PM UTC
9:52 pm
Half drunk and fully ruined I decided I was going to destroy myself That summer. Sometimes its poetic not to survive, Not everything can be made to be beautiful. I should've known that before I really did. "I hardly remember what happened" I insisted as tears dropped into my shot glass And flooded the table. I licked it up of course, I couldn't afford to loose something I desperately believed could save me. What I mean't by saying I hardly remembered Was that I'd only thought about it every day since. His eyes closed against his tattooed face. My shorts and underwear Lying on the floor. When I stood up and that blood Dribbled down my legs. Everyone laughed when I took a ninth shot. "You're crazy" They said, But I wasn't.
I was just sad.
A-Series-of-Misfortunes
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Feb 28, 2022
Feb 28, 2022 at 10:53 PM UTC
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