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If I have to tell myself on a Wednesday— a Wednesday morning no less— that I should think a little more than usual because I am, after all, getting high and still a little drunk, then I’m making another drink. But now, when I get smoke in my eyes or puke before noon or spend all my money online or eat all the oreos I won’t know where I’ll be tomorrow. There are only so many stop signs to steal, and besides, they always get replaced. But I still want to stay drunk and spend my Wednesday mornings high and puke when I wanna and spend my whole paycheck online and eat more oreos. If I could settle down, then I would settle down. Isn’t that how the song goes?
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Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
Teenage Poetry
If I have to tell myself on a Wednesday— a Wednesday morning no less— that I should think a little more than usual because I am, after all, getting high and still a little drunk, then I’m making another drink. But now, when I get smoke in my eyes or puke before noon or spend all my money online or eat all the oreos I won’t know where I’ll be tomorrow. There are only so many stop signs to steal, and besides, they always get replaced. But I still want to stay drunk and spend my Wednesday mornings high and puke when I wanna and spend my whole paycheck online and eat more oreos. If I could settle down, then I would settle down. Isn’t that how the song goes?
jesse-the-man-cox
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Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
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