the start of something beautiful
I am so sad. I was on the way to class and nearly got hit making that blind left from in front of my house. You know the one. Surprised it's never happened before, but tonight it nearly did and after they gave me the finger I just started crying, driving to class with my bag full of sparkles, pretending that it doesn't bother me, pretending that I'm perfectly fine with absence. Hell I should be, I'm pretty used to it. And I stopped at the offsale on the way home and bought the 2nd and last bottle of Barefoot, bummed 2 smokes from the Iraqis (you remember the ones). Sometimes you just feel like drinkin' and smokin'. And that will be the hardest thing to break.



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