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I used to be a regular guy got a little too drunk from time to time. Generally, I think I was considered respectable, at one point perhaps even socially acceptable. However, all things must change, even at a fast pace, now I'm nightly downin bottles of bourbon to the face. And it's scary, just how real it gets I'm losing all attempts at eloquence the second that this whiskey hits. Nah forget it, Just like Eve eatin the apple forbidden, I'm livin in original sin and I dig it. I'll keep fillin my lungs with filth and killin my kidneys because I could give a **** if I live to see fifty
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
Drunken Ramblings VIII
I used to be a regular guy got a little too drunk from time to time. Generally, I think I was considered respectable, at one point perhaps even socially acceptable. However, all things must change, even at a fast pace, now I'm nightly downin bottles of bourbon to the face. And it's scary, just how real it gets I'm losing all attempts at eloquence the second that this whiskey hits. Nah forget it, Just like Eve eatin the apple forbidden, I'm livin in original sin and I dig it. I'll keep fillin my lungs with filth and killin my kidneys because I could give a **** if I live to see fifty
jacob-christopher
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
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