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Drink
Contributed by
valek
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Thursday, 27th January 2005 @ 05:48:00 PM in AEST
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i think i hate you
so why do i care about what you think
sometimes i wish you dead
but everytime we fight i go out and drink
and drink, and drink, and drink
me and this bottle are closer now thanks to you
thanks to your screams of unappreciation and lust
thanks to your lack of honesty and abundance of untrust
you call me a drunk, but i do it for you
you hate for everything to be perfect
it gives you something to ***** about
for you have to have control, and you oh so love to doubt
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2005-01-27 17:48:00]
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Re: Drink
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by Raven on
Thursday, 27th January 2005 @ 10:52:04 PM AEST
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| thats good i felt it. sorry about your situation i hear you though. talk to her about it, cya. |
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Re: Drink
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by AJoem on
Friday, 18th November 2011 @ 04:12:33 PM AEST
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| This is rad! |
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