sometimes, when im reallly ****ing drunk, everything in the world doesnt seem so ****ed up and i recollect myself and realize: none of the world's ills are my responsibility. They are beyond terrible but after a burrito and many drinks who really gives a fvck?
Not me.
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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc
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