depeche mode at exactly the wrong time.
a shot for solace then
six more for luck.

poor impulse control means more heavy lifting.

my legs ache.
if this were a montage, it would be slow and boring.

two years. that's the end. a part of me. there's always the ability to choose.

do not forget.

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