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Saturday Night

by cbr

passed out on the bathroom floor because the drugs don't work and the alcohol doesn't do the job anymore the progression of consistent failure mixed with anxiety explodes in my acid volcanic brain I was given I drink to get away, to escape, to be happy but those feelings don't come around anymore the things I said I would never do have all been done so that's why you will find me passed out on the bathroom floor
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Dec 5, 2013
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