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Oh, me so horny...
Of course, I'm sitting here drinking a 40oz. I don't think that has anything to do w/it really. I think it's more the lazy crescent moon outside. The crickets singing, the promise of Autumn in the night air. I find myself thinking about Grecian hills & blood smeared thighs.
Part of why booze scares me as much as I love it is because it's the connection. Ties all those lives together. I can remember things I should have forgotten. It used to be I could drink past the memories, til it all went black.
Of course, I'm sitting here drinking a 40oz. I don't think that has anything to do w/it really. I think it's more the lazy crescent moon outside. The crickets singing, the promise of Autumn in the night air. I find myself thinking about Grecian hills & blood smeared thighs.
Part of why booze scares me as much as I love it is because it's the connection. Ties all those lives together. I can remember things I should have forgotten. It used to be I could drink past the memories, til it all went black.