I've become an alcoholic.
I drink until its socially acceptable
to lock myself in my room
to avoid the plague of humanity
dwelling in the revealing sunlight,
orange caked faces melting into the dirt.
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 11:21 PM UTC
I've become an alcoholic.
I drink until its socially acceptable
to lock myself in my room
to avoid the plague of humanity
dwelling in the revealing sunlight,
orange caked faces melting into the dirt.
I'm really ******* nothing. I'm not mad or happy or sad or anything. Just... annoyed. Done.
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