long time long time indeed, spent so much time drinking drinking drinking, the whole last weekend I spent poisoning myself in the company of pretty girls, a saturday being more honest than I'm accustomed to. mallet's 50th anniversary was a great success for all involved, i believe.
tonight was spent being dishonest, like most nights, but more honest to myself. another chalk mark, another night behind me. Another night imperfect but good enough. another night spent not wanting to leave.
always do i long to lose myself.
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