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I'm too poor for the alcohol + it's too late. Getting drunk to fill the empty feeling seems like a pipe dream. You came and I felt lonelier with you here. I still feel lonelier with you gone. I'm filling my window sill with bottles, to see how much damage I cause alone. 1 - Copa De Oro 1 - Kamora 1 - Smirnoff 1 - Espolon 1 - Can of Pabst Blue Ribbon I'm not selfish, but still heartbroken and wishing you were mine. I have to rationalize this in the future too. I have to remember that a mistake is not an accident; it is calculated and weighted. I can't let them convince me a choice is a slip of the tongue. Might steal my room mate's beer, might buy my own, and who the **** knows? All this skin to save my heart, and I'm still made of glass. Trying to get some type of high like everyone else. Trying to waste health like everyone. Wasting youth.
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC
"Pleasant, Passive."
I'm too poor for the alcohol + it's too late. Getting drunk to fill the empty feeling seems like a pipe dream. You came and I felt lonelier with you here. I still feel lonelier with you gone. I'm filling my window sill with bottles, to see how much damage I cause alone. 1 - Copa De Oro 1 - Kamora 1 - Smirnoff 1 - Espolon 1 - Can of Pabst Blue Ribbon I'm not selfish, but still heartbroken and wishing you were mine. I have to rationalize this in the future too. I have to remember that a mistake is not an accident; it is calculated and weighted. I can't let them convince me a choice is a slip of the tongue. Might steal my room mate's beer, might buy my own, and who the **** knows? All this skin to save my heart, and I'm still made of glass. Trying to get some type of high like everyone else. Trying to waste health like everyone. Wasting youth.
austin-heath
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC
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