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it’s 3 am and they smell like my dad did in 2011 and 2012 and every day from then on i didn’t know getting older meant living with everyone else’s fuckups i didn’t know getting older meant silencing myself in the presence of my peers in an attempt to disintegrate into dust because what the **** how do you talk to anyone new when you’re the only sober one
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Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 9:36 PM UTC
call me when the party’s over
it’s 3 am and they smell like my dad did in 2011 and 2012 and every day from then on i didn’t know getting older meant living with everyone else’s fuckups i didn’t know getting older meant silencing myself in the presence of my peers in an attempt to disintegrate into dust because what the **** how do you talk to anyone new when you’re the only sober one
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Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 9:36 PM UTC
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