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The Walking Dead
Putrid, retching
Stomach heaving.
Someone help me
Release this demon.
Swearing, weaving
How am I breathing?
Pissing, fighting
I stagger about
Flailing, failing
To stand without
Aid from my friend
Vomit like a punk
This, the last time!
Fuck I am too drunk.
Stomach heaving.
Someone help me
Release this demon.
Swearing, weaving
How am I breathing?
Pissing, fighting
I stagger about
Flailing, failing
To stand without
Aid from my friend
Vomit like a punk
This, the last time!
Fuck I am too drunk.
Published 15th Oct 2013
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15th Oct 2013 4:47am
Lmao!! Hell Yea!
That's the shit I'm talking about!
How'd you know my current situation?
Freaking Wicked Write!
Darker
That's the shit I'm talking about!
How'd you know my current situation?
Freaking Wicked Write!
Darker
15th Oct 2013 4:51am
15th Oct 2013 8:58am
OMFG! It's been a looonnnnnggg time since I've let myself get this drunk ... I don't think my body could handle it now. I'd die.
Thanks for the memories I think.
LSP
Thanks for the memories I think.
LSP
15th Oct 2013 11:37am
