Raining At 3 am

 Its 3:19am, I'm drunk and out of cigarettes.
I was off work and my dad western unioned me a $20, so I bought a couple packs of cigs and a bottle of bourbon.

Its been a weird day, ducky my 16 year old adopted baby brother pulled on my sideburns with a pair of pliers so I split his head open. Our other home stole from my tattoo artist so i busted his nose.

On my way home from kicking it with this sexy punker chick I work with some dipshit with a baseball bat mistook me for someone else over by my Buddy's crib. I saw the house they came out of and I intend to pay them a visit before work tomorrow.

Im having a hard time keeping my angernin check since my girl left almost two months ago. Especially since her miscarriage of our child. Delia, the lil punk chick I work with makes the pain more bearable, but I'm not ready to move on.

Then there's Kelly and jen, both nice girls, but to dumb and naive. But they ease the sting of lonlieness... Even if not as totally as Delia.