Drink every time you read a word.
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Is the dark a reason to run or explore?
My once great stride has now become a crawl.
I’m wasted on poor company.
It’s 9am somewhere.
The only proof that I have lived at all.
My life is being reduced to paychecks, rent, 22% auto gratuity.
Here comes the wine.
As if Eve pulled an orange off the tree.
Let’s lower the exposure on life.
