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Sep 2013
Dress me up
Tight skirt
Low cut shirt.
I don't **** shame,
Because
Every now and then
It feel good to get some.

Pour me a drink,
So I can tolerate
These drunk *******.
If you can't beat 'em
Join 'em.
What the hell.
I don't want to remember
My mistakes,
But that's all my life is.

Let me *** a smoke.
This weeks been rough
Light me up,
Cuz pretty girls
Don't light their own.

I'm killing myself slowly
Because the pain feels good.
Nicholle Justine
Written by
Nicholle Justine  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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