oh jesus i'm fucked now, another day another nite stupid drunk again, falling down again, can't seem to find the key that fits the front door, don't remember a thing after that fourth triple rum and coke, and my paychecks almost spent.. just know my cars on the curb and my bags are all packed on the porch. i fucked up, again, i promised i wouldn't do it anymore, but here i am, stupid drunk again, sorry, baby but i gotta go, if you don't want me there's a bottle somewhere that does.
Reason for writing:
just pushing some old memories out on paper again
Birth sign: Libra
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