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When he was my age, my father was already a dad. At twenty-five I still drink as much ***** He told me: “you are making your mother sad” My colleagues all have lovers I am married to an imaginary dog That cute bartender was flirting with me So I could start a relationship with beer I don’t know what annoys more my roommates My clumsiness or my messiness I blamed my fictional pet That animal should try to stay sober My friends stop talking to me Once they started dating I should try to figure out my problems But not today, it’s Friday
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 3:09 PM UTC
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When he was my age, my father was already a dad. At twenty-five I still drink as much ***** He told me: “you are making your mother sad” My colleagues all have lovers I am married to an imaginary dog That cute bartender was flirting with me So I could start a relationship with beer I don’t know what annoys more my roommates My clumsiness or my messiness I blamed my fictional pet That animal should try to stay sober My friends stop talking to me Once they started dating I should try to figure out my problems But not today, it’s Friday
Don't worry my life is not that sad! I was just listening to some Pop-punk while writting....
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25/M/Tallinn
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 3:09 PM UTC
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