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Jun 2015
I don't care if I die tonight,
And never grow older.
All my life, but as of tonight,
I've never been colder.
And I realized tonight,
That my friends aren't my friends.
Because it's Friday night,
And I'm alone and I'm spent.
Yeah I'm drunk,
What's it ******* to ya?
How else can I get through huh?
Yeah I'm drunk,
And I hope sober isn't next.
Because I've never felt so alive,
This close to death.
rantipole
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