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Dec 25, 2006 02:48

I can't think anymore.
Everything is flying at me
from a million different
fucking directions.

I've got some problems,
But, we've got ten dollars.
That's enough to get us wasted before the night is over.
These past five days I've been completely sober.
But tonight I'm getting ripped wide open.
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