flooze > January 22, 2018

Called in sick the other day and by sick I mean I woke up too drunk to go to work then yeah I was sick. Then I knew I got to get a handle on the booze 'cause it crept into the bread and butter. Let's face it. I could've been a few things but this is where I find myself and it's getting late. Seriously want to get on it. I'm thinking soda machine and bulbs for cheap undetectable short lived highs. Was thinking about acid and Lucy - aka the devil but that's just the ego isn't it? Reassuring that it's okay, take a tab you resisted Lucy twice before, third times the charmer yeah. Am I making sense? I'm all over the shop. Previous entry what a pompouse fuck. It's the ego to underestimate booze, because it's, well, booze.

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