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DUMB F**K DRUNK
April 27
#27
DUMB FUCK DRUNK
I don't remember what I said
but I do remember being dead
now that I can see the light
piercing through my eyes' disguise
and thundering into my throbbing head
I'm pretty sure, indeed, you didn't read
the suicide note laid out inside my head
Yeah, right, because just last night
I decided not to write, instead
Well Fuck you numb nuts pussy punk
I'm just a fucking dumb fuck drunk
Now drink some vodka or smoke some pot
then write out my obituary you dumb bitch twat
#27
DUMB FUCK DRUNK
I don't remember what I said
but I do remember being dead
now that I can see the light
piercing through my eyes' disguise
and thundering into my throbbing head
I'm pretty sure, indeed, you didn't read
the suicide note laid out inside my head
Yeah, right, because just last night
I decided not to write, instead
Well Fuck you numb nuts pussy punk
I'm just a fucking dumb fuck drunk
Now drink some vodka or smoke some pot
then write out my obituary you dumb bitch twat
Published 28th Apr 2018
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28th Apr 2018 2:53pm
29th Apr 2018 6:07am
29th Apr 2018 9:10am
Actually, I made this deadline. WI-FI went out. It came back on and I typed this bitch out with adrenaline racing to make it happen. I missed a couple of new lines that I had added while typing out the unsaved draft, but I typed this bitch out like a wet typhoon in your sister's panties when she's thinking about me. I typed this bitch out as fast as I could. And I wrote it out, and I hit publish, within twenty seconds until midnight.
1st May 2018 12:50pm
I understand the seriousness of your poem and I give you my most sorriest of sorrys buuut this gave the funny bone quite the tickle, loving the whipty snap of frenzy. A mighty fine write Arche
2nd May 2018 8:09am
Cool, SURVIVOR, I appreciate the like and the reading list entry. Entertaining an audience is the greatest reward
