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i want to stay out late and drink coffee and write bad poetry until i can't keep my bloodshot eyes open. i want to climb a mountain in the dark, freezing my ass off, shivering and cursing until the sun rises to rescue me. i want to walk down the street and kiss every pretty girl i see, even the ones with men on their arms. i want those angry fists to pummel my body, leaving me gasping for air. i want to scream madly in the street in defiance of the current life i'm living... but i won't. it's easier to have a beer.