new years day
aimless
determination
through the cold, with my brothers dick of a voice rammed in my ass
drunkards and Cat Stevens
hipsters and pot heads
migraines for coke whores rambling in the dark
New Years ah yes my favorite time of the year
fuck silence and your politics!!
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