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Tuesday night was always dull however this one was oddly full of events from 6 to 1 I don't know what happens but suddenly alcohol sharpens all your inner untamed inhibitions Why is it so? That when I am with you at night I am always hit by delight You're there and I am here and so is she but there is a certain kind of comfort that elevates me to feel to resort to what "us" is That meaning that floats over seas of oblivion over mountains of stupor over valleys of friendship for the lack of a better word Here, order me another drink and let me drown whatever makes sense tonight
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 4:38 AM UTC
What makes a Tuesday Night
Tuesday night was always dull however this one was oddly full of events from 6 to 1 I don't know what happens but suddenly alcohol sharpens all your inner untamed inhibitions Why is it so? That when I am with you at night I am always hit by delight You're there and I am here and so is she but there is a certain kind of comfort that elevates me to feel to resort to what "us" is That meaning that floats over seas of oblivion over mountains of stupor over valleys of friendship for the lack of a better word Here, order me another drink and let me drown whatever makes sense tonight
maria-etre
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 4:38 AM UTC
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