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I don't drink because I like it, I'm just giving CPR to my dreams. Love means just being an idiot. Oblivious. Friends come and go. People die. Work. Earn money. Keep on running because you choose to exist. Create art. - ***** your feelings. That's good. Who knows if there is God. What comes after death? Follow the rules. Be unhappy. - You're living the life correctly. I don't drink because I like it. I'm just giving CPR to my dreams.
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 7:28 PM UTC
Cheap cigarettes, even cheaper ***** and still biting my nails
I don't drink because I like it, I'm just giving CPR to my dreams. Love means just being an idiot. Oblivious. Friends come and go. People die. Work. Earn money. Keep on running because you choose to exist. Create art. - ***** your feelings. That's good. Who knows if there is God. What comes after death? Follow the rules. Be unhappy. - You're living the life correctly. I don't drink because I like it. I'm just giving CPR to my dreams.
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 7:28 PM UTC
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