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xanax
small blue pills
i called footballs
i would eat them all
they would make me fall
have a drink
and you wont remember at all
what you did
and what you said
how you fell
and hit your head
i don't even remember going to bed
where am i now
i don't know this place
who are you
i don't remember your face
how did i get here
is this hell
or did i again
wake up in jail
i called footballs
i would eat them all
they would make me fall
have a drink
and you wont remember at all
what you did
and what you said
how you fell
and hit your head
i don't even remember going to bed
where am i now
i don't know this place
who are you
i don't remember your face
how did i get here
is this hell
or did i again
wake up in jail
Published 3rd Jan 2012
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5th Jan 2012 8:38pm
I once awoke in my spring break vacation hotel room in FL, noticing everyone was yelling and screaming at me. I had no clue what had happened. Turns out the 8 Xanax I took mixed with the the alcohol really made me do a number. Got in a bar fight, which I snuck into at the time, flooded my hotel room by leaving the bath water running ( I guess I like to take baths while totally fucked out of commission.. one of my good friends also saved my life for I was passed out under the water for a few minutes before he had found me. ), majority of the hotel belongings broken, and a large hole in the TV. Had a 3000 dollar fine that I luckily got out of due to the fact I said I was drugged. Never took it again after that. The best lessons are learned by some of the dumbest people.
