Oh no
Oh no
Face down again on the floor .
Oh no
Getting the dry heaves under control .
Oh no
Why don’t we get it started again ?
Let’s not
Well it’s noon now ....
I’ve got rolled onto my side .
Fetal position .... know it well.
A particular hell .
Door Dash delivers booze..
Can’t afford the cruise .
Nothing to care about .
Nobody comes when I shout .
Leave it at the door .
I’ll text again ... when I need more .
This ships too far from the shore .
Does 200 bucks rent a whore ?
Irish takes off the edge .
Marinate a steak in the beer .
Numbness is getting near .
Check the texts ... figure out
What damage did I wreak ?
Is it over ?
Can I use a tweak ?
Truth is something I won’t seek .
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