six vodkaredbulls into the moment
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Mar. 31st, 2009 | 11:54 pm
"now i'm slurring my speech, try and down me some vodka but it's like swallowing bleach"
words come best when i can't work out what's in my head.
drunk on bottles i don't even recall opening.
strange what you wake up to in the morning.
i'm going to let some bad decisions make me
so some good luck can save me